Her Eyes See A Splintered Sky And The Sun's Forgotten Them

Her Face Is A Fresh Wound, Honestly It's Smashed

It's Strange That She Breathes, My Sweet, Little Dead Body

Oh No, She's Not Dyin', She's Not Burned Completely.

You Hide Between The Walls Your Idiotic Smile

And I Could Lie To You, That There's Something In You

You Don't Want To Show Your Ashen-gray Hands

I Won't Tell You This, But To Who Will You Give Them?!

And She Never Laughs, My Burned Little Cat

And She Never Cries, She's Lost Her Tears

This Overdose Of Pain Is Impossible To Get

I See The Traces Of The Flames On Her Thin Back!

I Don't Wanna Look At Your Hands

I Feel Awful When You Splutter, I Am Yours

I Feel Fear, When I Gotta Cuddle You

Even Though I Know You Are Mine, Mine