(Incompleteness and Guilt)
Steal my heart and reason is distorted
Light can be repainted with darkness
Resentment builds
Pouring into this cracked vessel, but never filling it
Still unfamiliar, it becomes a shell
Only material things exist
Well-finished, but still insufficient sensitivity
Sometimes we choose rigor
Open the door, there's nothing to hide
Nothing one bloody and nothing my bloody
Slowly strangling blue
I struggle
This overflowing blood loses its redness
The quietly reflected afterimage begins to distort
Open the door, there are no words to hide
Nothing one bloody and nothing my bloody
Spray flying up from self-infliced wounds
Begins to change color
This overflowing blood loses its redness
The quietly reflected afterimage begins to distort
My bloody insanity so cry
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