Hilzori Ii (Itoiz)

Here without breaking anything
I go to another world, the winds are brothers
In this life, in this dirty world
I have been trapped, a toy

Death calls me with a scream
In the loneliness of this midnight
Now I can't break anything
I have lived like a sheep

Tomorrow, tomorrow I will die
Help me
Tomorrow I will die

In the middle of my funeral
I think about death
And I see a hundred dead bodies
Following the rhythm of the scythe

Death calls me with a scream
In the loneliness of this midnight
Now I can't break anything
I have lived like a sheep

Tomorrow, tomorrow I will die
Help me
Tomorrow I will die