Antikythera – Infantile corpse

A scene so exhausted it’s unbearable
Is a mosaic with an unseen end

Night comes
Turbulent wind and a new unpleasant atmosphere

I’ll secretly show you from my loose window
The bottom of the swamp I yearn for is unreasonable

If I do you wrong, a hostage is suddenly reflected in my heart
Kneeling and saying words I devoted myself to

Night, night comes
Turbulent wind and a lifeless unpleasant atmosphere
…I don’t want to see it here
Turbulent wind and a lifeless unpleasant atmosphere

I can’t remember your words anymore……
I can’t remember!
My nails just diminish with the pain

Even brilliant roads will wither
A tragedy of scattering leaves upon the earth
If you don’t trust me, kidnapping with a smile

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