Bating its own Mastur
When death is at hand
and sane cannot hold,
with the sense of hollow
bursts the emptiness.
Joy as it seems
rage it indeed be,
the flash of memory merges.
Slimly out with words,
screams, and murmers,
the sadness crashed
deep into the core,
where the soul cannot resist
its carnal motion peirced.
The emotion blows.
So deadly with nothingness
maria loudly with ecastcy cries,
when insulators stinks with their flows.
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越來越難懂了....
總覺得是在練習英文...~"~
誰來替我翻譯一下阿~~~~~~~ +O+