Silencing the World - Kirlian Camera

I’m close to the deepest dream

I quiver by light

Rays as continuous flame shake my limbs

I’m sick, I’m sick

I’m devouring the world

Turning it over in my bloodless arms

I’ll take it away from you

The flight will be long, far from the sun

It will be cold there

I’ll be the one who cover you with wings

With my burning weeping

I’ll give you warmth again

I’ll raise your worn-out body

From the muddy ground

That idiot glimmer does not deserve you

I will heal your wounds

Deep cuts, in which the frost comes

Day after day looking for your death

No, time will not have you

No grey room

No surgery

Will waste your beauty