Isho (English)

"Testament"

There's nobody that gets why it hurts so much for me to keep on living

I no longer wish for anything, enduring “living” day after day

Everyone looking down on me with their dead eyes

This dim room and warm isolation are
My ideal friends, a place where my heart can be at peace

Father, mother, I'm sorry but it seems

I'll be washed away by the endless flood of “bitterness”

All I “hope” for now is for the clock to stop
'Cause I'm gonna close my eyes “forever”

Everyone, thanks for just keeping your “spirits up” on the outside

I hate you all for faking your sadness so easily

You're all laughing, just fucking die

If I'm the one that's "alive" then I'll be crushed today

By the emotional mess of you being the ones that are "dead"


The media just lets our suffering become “gossip”

A shameless parade of believers pretending to be sad

We've got our “lives” and our “red blood”

But is the only way to show it “death”?

Even if I'm sleeping, please don't put flowers on my school desk
I've got not use for you acting like you're sad

This world created us and
This world killed us