Let me **** myself, please,
Let me have delight in decease.
What sort of addiction is this?
Venom becomes nectar if I kiss.

Why am I so happy in this dying?
Only that dearest face me seeing.
What a painful feeling in missing a dear!
Despite colorful rainbow tells not to shed tear.

Promised not to call him again,
Mind's reluctant to listening to brain.
I repeatedly become perturbed broken shape,
Rather better I'll **** myself to escape.

Torment won't touch me if I die,
As the moon doesn't rise in cloudy sky.
No pain suffering happiness I seek,
Nothing in this earth can make me weak.