Forget it with respect..
I see my body is dying
in every sunrise as time comes to an end
the thin line between the d**h and breath
feeling of belonging...
the only reason for the whole bleeding
pay heed to the madness in your imagination..
discover the murderous myst of life
discover the caustic limits of life
bruise the pain inside besieging life for the last time
embrace the d**h... but don't talk to it
fearful anxiety instigative of suicide
insanity inside still of illusions
doubt in light, scaring irony
this badness is a divine present
don't talk to it, never talk to it...