Die, Spring's Dying

'Cause I try improve myself and there's not change yet
my nature bring-me a better guns, but I don't know
what to do
living like a machine
dirty around
factory wanna rape-me
hoo rest!
every is proud of the great blind
a whore kissing garbage.
There's no blow

Spring is Dying

seems so difficult to know yourself
Through a simple song (yet)
the nature shows us we are suicide
leaving blood lose
exploring like a machine
come underground
pretend not hate it
will test!
the body never proved the best wine
you're whore kissing garbage.
slow birth

Spring is Dying