Text: Dying Wish. Relase The Pain.

I see your suffering
When you try to deny me
I'm giving fresh air for you
So you need breathe with me

Do you want to see my creater,
And be a guest in my memory?
Would you like to talk with my best friend
Who are standing blow in me?

You're not the cure
For the pains

I'll embrace you I'll drown you
I'm your part
And you need me too

I'll pray for your
Doomsday

Why are you so angry at me
When I try to take rise out of you?
That at last I will close the roomdoor
Where you'll have an unholy doom.

Be friendly and devoted
'Cause I'm not your grunge
Or else I'll break your mirror
And a casket will be at your charge

You're not the cure
For the pains

I'll embrace you I'll drown you
I'm your part
And you need me too

I'll pray for your
Doomsday


I need to hide
To deep inside me
The morbid part
Of my life
I'll be your guide
But please don't cry
When I release the pain

You're not the cure
For the pains

I'll embrace you I'll drown you
I'm your part
And you need me too

I'll pray for your
Doomsday

I need to hide
To deep inside me
The morbid part
Of my life
I'll be your guide
But please don't cry
When I release the pain

I need to hide
To deep inside me
The morbid part
Of my life
I'll be your guide
But please don't cry
When I release the
Pain