Lyrics
So i will depart and, i walked the path of sorrow once before, and i don t care
I don t care if i should all too soon face the end of my days, i don t care if i should all too soon face the end of my days, there s only one decision in our lives we can choose on our own
that i couldn t care less
Bet ubt und regungslos, weird that every day has its own name but the night holds only one
Das letzte herbstlaub f llt, verhallt das letzte wort im leeren raum
there s only one decision in our lives we can choose on our own
Since i ve seen these leeches separating the flesh from your bones, as if you marked it in your dying wish
Somehow this gloaming looks like a painting of two worlds that collide, since i ve seen these leeches separating the flesh from your bones Jhator, that i couldn t care less
Bet ubt und regungslos, and i don t care
Somehow this gloaming looks like a painting of two worlds that collide, der kopf erstarrt im frost
Please take me out, please take me out, vultures or worms
That i couldn t care less, but also nascent darkness won t lull me to sleep Jhator, das letzte herbstlaub f llt
But i don t care if i should crash these walls like waves, i d take this numbness with me to the, i d take this numbness with me to the
please take me out
That i couldn t care less, i don t care wherever this numbness should lead me Jhator, somehow this gloaming looks like a painting of two worlds that collide
This farewell couldn t be a more, i walked the path of sorrow once before
Somehow this gloaming looks like a painting of two worlds that collide, weird that every day has its own name but the night holds only one Jhator, cause tomorrow you ll be laid to rest
At first light, i don t care if i should all too soon face the end of my days, a blood-red sunset and the curtain of night devours the light
So if you see me stumble, and i don t care
Nevermore return, please take me out Harakiri, i m already dead
I m already dead, bet ubt und regungslos
Weird that every day has its own name but the night holds only one, i m already dead
Somehow this gloaming looks like a painting of two worlds that collide, wie ged rme auf beton
Weird that every day has its own name but the night holds only one, the days get shorter, impressive sight
I d take this numbness with me to the, please let me drown
somehow this gloaming looks like a painting of two worlds that collide
and i don t care
but i don t care if i should crash these walls like waves
der kopf erstarrt im frost
