Need time to figure out a way to die
Land here. Rest a while
Now your burden's mine

On me, you sleep, your claws, I bleed
Cuddle and with a smile I let you sleep

You sleep. As the tranquil night cries its restless
The gaze, the strangled eyes. The night [bad word] 
Need time to figure out a way to die
And here ends you life
Your death's mine to hold

On me, you bleed, your mind, empty
In me, you see your last enemy

You sleep a tranquil death. Cries the soul deceived
Strangled on your bed years have dented