Why I always looked alive to those who are just dead like me
You've made me feel alive and I've made you feel dead
How can a dead like you resurrect another dead that I still am?
Who killed us both, but saved me for short?
Now I'm alive and your are my dead savior
Maybe only another dead one will resurrect you
And now that you found your dead savior too, I'm dead again
So let me die forever, cos I hate being resurrected
By being dead I don't feel pain for which I sacrifice my pleasure
Don't resurrect someone cos it will die forever
You are my savior, you kill my pain, you kill my pleasure
You are a savior who kills the others by showing them your pain
Then die so you won't feel the same, the others pain as yours
Without a shame by causing others pain again
And you will be dead again by feeling their pain as yours.