When I surrender myself in the desireless fright
It's the way our hearts destroy the hope of the wantless fight
and the freaking way we want to die
the scary day where we need to dry
don't kill me, I swear I'll kill you
if you won't let me raise my creep
you're a weirdo, I crave to feel alive
Don't try to kill me, I'll kill you first
just let me decide, I'll sink
in the weirdest deep
don't try to kill me first, you're a creep
I'll let you be
as long as I can be
if you see once again the creep in me
Endeavor to grab your hand and break the knife
try to find all the lost control
and forget to wonder the reason why
if it's needed I'll let you dry
I'll make you dry
If you'll try to make me die
Should you try to watch me die
I would, I will give up the fight
and give in myself inside the fright
So I'll croon myself this weirdone lullaby
So why don't you fucking(bloody) fight?
all they say is try and try and try
they don't see our desperate whisper to smolder between the light
to dissolve in dust, and wave our creepy hearts the last goodnight
the desired relieved goodbuy
but I repeat myself, damn you I'd prefer you'd took the fight
because I won't die
I'll kill you first
but I won't let you and me die
so, if it's needed, I'll let you dry
all drained even as you are, I demand, you repeat the fight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem