Je suis le violent resultat de moi,
Besoin tu exister
Hmm. Wonder how bad a translation that is.
The days breath across my vision like phantoms, here and gone, gone and here. Father, why do you persecute me so? Give me the cold silence of the depths of space, the peaceful nothingness of nonexistence. Eternity is too much for me. I am just a child flipping through your great book of calculus, seeing nothing but black squiggles. You ask me to chose love or hate forever, but only the violent hope you smuggled into my soul makes me face tomarrow. You gave me her because you couldn't comfort me, but even she sees that I am broken, and though I call out, she does not hear me. Alas, father, alas.
Besoin tu exister
Hmm. Wonder how bad a translation that is.
The days breath across my vision like phantoms, here and gone, gone and here. Father, why do you persecute me so? Give me the cold silence of the depths of space, the peaceful nothingness of nonexistence. Eternity is too much for me. I am just a child flipping through your great book of calculus, seeing nothing but black squiggles. You ask me to chose love or hate forever, but only the violent hope you smuggled into my soul makes me face tomarrow. You gave me her because you couldn't comfort me, but even she sees that I am broken, and though I call out, she does not hear me. Alas, father, alas.
edea:
hey thanks for the recipe!!!! I'll have to make it sometime