5, 4, 3, 2, 1...
Slashes and tears are my garment;
I'm leaving crippled foot prints,
Savaging the corpse with my sadistic relinquishment.
I give up, I surrender,
Dignity is my thrust of departion;
Desperation no longer earn endearment,
I'll crouch in a corner reminiscing every triumph we had.
Ah, fragments of euphoria is ruling me,
As the masochism in me strikes;
I'm losing it, I'm dancing hysteria,
I'm ecstatic as long as I'm alive.