This is my last inspiration from you,
You spite me and I can barely see anymore;
You anguish me until I detest you,
Was there anything in the first place?
You spite me and I can barely see anymore,
What have I done to deserve this throe?
Was there anything in the first place…
Hatred became my pain and my pleasure.
What have I done to deserve this throe?
I waited a lifetime for you to wake up;
Hatred became my pain and my pleasure,
I have no reasons to take you back.
I have no reasons to take you back,
And at present, I hate you so gravely.
I waited a lifetime for you to wake up.
Your inspiration will age with the clock,
And at present, I hate you so gravely.
You anguish me until I detest you;
Your inspiration will age with the clock,
This is my last inspiration from you!
