Look how out danzel bleeds
Look how she bleeds!
Her wrists drip with interrogation
And her heart infatuation
Her head accumulates with sorrows
From todays, yesterdays and tomorrows
Look at this death
Oh as sin and sin
I cannot stare this dead body
I cannot look at this human...
Or human wrong?
Being right?
Oh sweet victim
Look at this suicide
And tell me I am pretty
Tell me I am pretty!
A am her, lying there
Whisper in this darkness
Tell me she is gorgeous
It's all I wanted to hear
The least you can now do
