Burial Applicant
the GazettE
Burial Applicant
Hello my dear, kill me softly
A burned body doesn't leave you
If you're lamenting that you can't save me, have you seen death yet?
Can't you see that roughness in your breath is just an act?
Shaking from the relentless "creaking sound"
I keep understanding the pain in my brain, severing the connection
Die for me, you can't save it
Is it wrong? Show me the answer
Look, sway, sway, sway, your eyes are shaking
There's no lie in the tears you shed
My hand, eyes, mind, and breath
What remains in the end is a record burned and rotted away
And the wreckage that can't even save a child
The shadow of the subject in disarray, hatred and fear scream at each other
Why does this body decay along with the love that has peeled away?
In the red laughing darkness, every breath spills out
Those hopeless words are much like that "hatred"
Shaking from the relentless "creaking sound"
I keep understanding the pain in my brain, severing the connection
Hello my dear, kill me softly
A burned body doesn't leave you
To the ears that know the cries of birth and screams, let my wishes reach the deep bottom
Please, please, sink it so it doesn't reflect in those moist eyes
Deeply, so this body never touches again
And that twisted memory that laughs too
Forget me, you can't save it
Is it wrong? Show me the answer
Look, sway, sway, sway, your eyes are shaking, all the tears are lies
My hand, eyes, mind, and breath
The final abandonment is a record burned and rotted away
And the cradle that can't even love a child.