Leave me in the barren desert.
My corpse - you shred -
let off me.
The pieces - let them be scattered
by the wind.
Make sure the animals,
after their last bite,
**** off the blood - the last drop,
the soil is not so guilty
as to get poisoned
with the abyss in my blood.
The rotten, dark red liquid
they all spat out
- they were right.
There.. spare the soil.
Erase me.
Erase any trace of me.