Merciless Cult

The pessimistic you The merciless you

And the self loving you, What are you looking at?

With comparing and getting things in proportions

you scream out mad

You wanted this ending to happen

You must be a romanticist

But I just remembered that there is no love here

Over and over somewhere begins to break

Please love me, this blood and the meaning

Please love me, this day and this value.