A keresés eredménye

And when they find my body...

Take a look inside yourself
Find the child who died...
I want to hide from the world.
Trapped in pure agony
 
Can you hear me breathing and bleeding?
Can you feel my life drifting away?
Will I ever escape from this suffering?
Instead of revisiting this memory...
 
As I see the world through a crack.
I tremble at the thought that I won't be found
Losing my dreams every night.
Drowning in dark oblivion
Ruining my rotting body.....
 
And when you find my body
Know that I hated every moment that I existed.....