A keresés eredménye

Delusional poem

Betrayal of paradise with fragrance
To the reality with rich meat scent
Do you believe that the goodness of one person will end the sadness?
They are ruthless and you are helpless
 
Pursuit of good and practice of evil
Human inhumanity
 
I have a rotten ideal
But I can't love myself
 
Because I've never loved you
 
My dead baby
 
Is this anger and despair self-satisfaction after all?
After all, breathe only in the sea of ​​ideas
I'm just a virtual image
 
Don't love me
 
Floating faces behind the eyelids
I reflected in that eye
Speak salvation with this sinful tongue
Get me out of loneliness
 
Red self-deprecation that leaks by scooping out the wrist
I have nothing left to love
 
Is it my fault that I wanted to mix with you?
No one is begging for birth
I say that your eyes were born
'kill me'
 
Mocking paradise with fragrance
To the reality that meat incense is rotten
 
Do you believe that one evil causes sadness?
Do you believe that paradise will come if you punish all the bad guys?
 
Despair that creates despair
 
Floating faces behind the eyelids
I reflected in that eye
Speak salvation with this sinful tongue
Get me out of loneliness
 
To the roar created by a little happiness
My voice has collapsed
 
No one can save
I can't love myself
Who should I hate?
 
No one is saved
Just dying gradually while longing for the afterglow of delight that passed for a moment
 
Reasons for existence to shed blood and prove
 
I have a rotten ideal
But I can't love myself
 
Because I've never loved you
 
My dead baby
 
Are this anger and this despair self-satisfying after all?
After all, breathe only in the sea of ​​ideas
I'm just a virtual image
 
Don't admit me