I am not dead
I demand I know my rights
I know my rights
You cover illness with flowers
And flowers die
And flowers die

Walk in half view of all mirrors
It makes sense to me
It makes sense to me
Never let yourself out
I did it ruined me
It ruined me

To be morally good
Or rather to love
A devil pretending to be a god
Laws written on paper and paper burns
Eternity is not sunrise

Walk in half view of all mirrors
It makes sense to me
It makes sense to me
Never let yourself out
I did it ruined me
It ruined me

To be morally good
Only rather to love
A devil pretending to be a god
Laws written on paper and paper burns
Eternity is not a sunrise