She knows it's my last day on earth
But she didn't want to cry
I know she needs me more than I needs the death
She can't say "good bye"
I have tried to scream her name
But I couldn't open it
Over her was a dirty shame
And it doesn't fit
Nietzsche tried to explain the story
But failed at it
The Antichrist had these glory
Shame of dirt
And I need downloadable suicide
To control myself
We see it on the other side
So we would kill ourselve
There's a hand in your heart
Just for the love you never got
And there's a little part
Where you believe me and not god
Tell the love in the world
That it's so automatic and dissapointing
I can't call it my own
It seems to be that we should connecting