I should have known
What's not forgiven
Will give them freedom someday

Left in that disgrace
With blinding anger
Can only whimper

 [bad word] too fast
As much as I wish to cry
There's no tears I feel

But there is no waste
Damaged body fits my dirty soul perfectly

No color
No sorrow
I'm no more
In this trap

My sweet curse
My universe
Perfect punishment
My spring trap
The time to stop
But I will keep going

No more grief
And no future
The story is finished
I won't lie
I'm not sorry
Now my mind belongs to [bad word] 

No place to go
Through circulations of empty years
I used to think it wasn't [bad word] 
bit of justice
Led them to paradise

My sweet curse
My universe
Perfect punishment
My spring trap
The time to stop
But I will keep going

No more grief [I should have known]
And no future
The story is finished
I won't lie [It's time to go, for me]
I'm not sorry
Now my mind belongs to [bad word]