Love Died - Kaoteon

For my sweetest two, life my mentor

And all the cunts I have previously trusted,

All the temptations you have put me through

And the contemplations that came along your warm existence.

Dearest life, you stepped over my dreams

Deprived me of the slightest fragment of hope

Buried me alive, and proved you’re good at nothing but fuck

For all my wretched dearest loves

My most trusted cunts and whores

Only the ingredients of my pukes

May amount your status within me

Au lieu de l’amour vous m’avez rempli de l’haine pure

You object of paradoxical beings.

Respect makes you crown yourselves over me

Neglect succumb you on your knees and beg