Two steps from heaven if you paralyze
And now I regret it now if I want to run into the arms of my mother?
collect all my blood drops
I realized that loneliness comes with the bad ideas eh
and I made the worst
not cry so I stop if not for how stupid it was
eh cry for help, but my screams are weaker
wounds do not hurt, it hurts that I can not go
Pull the rope that was in my neck
and there is nothing to stop the cold of my heart