The GazettE

distress and coma
Until your distress sleeps,Fill me up with your grief.Until your distress sleepsHello, dear; my brideWhat are you looking at?You can't pick up the butterfly that fell to the ground with those eyes.What I want to forget, the pure white agony...If I believe,The wounds I've sustained won't heal.Dance, dance, I let you sleep and danceThe tears won't stop.Kill your voice, and with those hand that quiver weakly,Clean your lips.Hello, dear; my brideYour feet are burning.The buzzing in your ears is becoming a needYour breaths of unconsciousnessRuns along my skinThe smile in the blade that swings silently.The thing I want to forget, the pure white agony...If I believe,SongtexteThe wounds I've sustained won't heal.In the barren dreams,The reality that does not wake up reflects the present.Even the grief...If it answers me with a real face,It's okay if I get hurt...Don't forget;The throbbing is attracted to you, who knows pain,I wait here..."Goodnight."Dance, dance, dance until I can fall asleep.The tears do not stop.If there is nothing, then the time that closes the heartWill wither away.In the barren dreams, I sing once more;Even the grief...if it answers me with myself,It's okay if I get hurt...Until your distress sleeps,Fill me up with your grief.Until your distress sleeps...In the dream that should end, "Goodbye" is blooming... Aus Songtexte Mania