Teksty: Despairsray. BORN (English).

Why... Life... the unpleasant voice and desire are also connected to the restricting disability
why... Die... if those sensations that are swallowed up by darkness are abandoned, it's satisfying

The meaninglessness of living, and that forgotten day of disgrace
I want to erase them all... along with weakness... "resound"

I want to broke mind... I was born again. A sacrifice that fell to festering
I let it all out... it all over again...
welcome to... nothing to worry about...

why... Life... I bite at my deteriorating lips, the irritation splits the skin
why... Die... no way to stop the throbbing pulsations, oozing loathsome feelings

Without having stepped into the deep purgatory, my shoulders are shaking
The ennui of living is pronouncedly coloured "resound"

I want to broke mind... I was born again. Weakness turned to ash
I let it all out... it all over again...
welcome to... nothing to worry about...
I want to broke mind... You are born again. Voices loudly resound
All you have to do it just follow me
welcome to... nothing to worry about...

"There's no meaning of living and such" so you hum somewhere you still search, you've been captured...
Impossible to shoot light into the closed abyss You are another gazing at die...

I want to broke mind... I was born again. I am afraid of nothing
I let it all out... it all over again...
welcome to... nothing to worry about...
I want to broke mind... You are born again. My love overflowing to you
All you have to do it just follow me
Last words for you... worry same the scars...