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And once again despair is kissing me

 With her cold ghostly lips

 My own destruction is leading me to my grave

 That I digged for many times

 And once again I'm becoming a spectral thought

 Forgotten, sad, miserable s**t

 As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories

 You've broken us, piece by piece

 The score of my soundtrack is written by blood

 Music of suicide written in red

 I did it myself, my wrists are also opened

 And like my tears, it's cascading

 Everything has been lost behind us

 On my kness, hands on my face

 The sun is appearing into the spring morning

 Where I'm lying there's just nothing than my dust

 Now you don't care about him

 You live on the other side of feelings

 But our February snow

 is now covering my lifeless body