As dark as dark sky and earth, dizzily mind  As sore as sore the back of the gullet, dizziness    You can't catch me, can't catch me  Can blind birds fly? They can't    I go up the blind stairs intently    Ladies and gantleman, time is over  Ladies and gantleman, please die    My child flowing down the sewer is a piece of incompetence  Can't grasp anything with my hands    Like a garbage I go back to doing    Whatever I may wish, it's weed life    Night and day at the end of the day,all day and so every day    I scream even in my dreams I want to become happy    Rosy lipstick My child laughing is a piece of incompetence  Self torture... abuse... die... wanna forget... I hate  The song game of counting petals.