A keresés eredménye

Twenty-four Hours

If there is a door, you should go into it.
In the dark rooms, in an ancient houses
For such a long time I couldn't overcome
The nightmarish dreams and enormous fear.
 
I've seen exposed nerves many times,
But maybe I'll do like Ian Curtis
I feel sorry for your crying fading eyes
Can I poke them out before death?
 
Twenty-four hours of senseless scenes,
Twenty-four hours of meaningless words.
Walls without windows, apartments without walls.
It seems to me I'm dead for a very long time.
It seems to me I'm dead for a very long time.
I'm dead.
 
I have a feeling that some stranger's hand,
Through the rope on the neck
I hear your lovely whispering: “Goodbye”.
Twenty-for hours to death.
Twenty-for hours to death.
To death.
To death.