distress and coma Paroles

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 dance
The tears won't stop.
Kill your voice, and with those hand that quiver weakly,
Clean your lips.

Hello, dear; my bride
Your feet are burning.
The buzzing in your ears is becoming a need
Your breaths of unconsciousness
Runs along my skin
The smile in the blade that swings silently.

The thing I want to forget, the pure white agony...
If I believe, 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 heart
Will 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...