Make me blind
For the wrecking of all the outlines
This is your creation
I can only see the wretched filth
Dead is begin [?]

The light is scared, cannot stand out
I can’t see the light, blinded by black
What is me if my thoughts blacken me
Foolish speak and I cannot stand out [bad word] 
Perpetrators drive the sick soul in your heart
Perpetrators drive the sins of mind
We deny every miss and mistake
We are the same, the [bad word] of failure

Make me blind so that I can despair
Saying that it’s safe, dead in smoke [?]

Realizing the false prophet
As only fate

Realise
Building
Inside of me
I am now on nobody’s side
But my own
Prophesying this world has been in vain
Salvations’ constant illusion

Make me blind
For the wrecking of all the outlines
This is your creation
I can only see the wretched filth
Dead is begin [?]

Make me blind