Substitute

[00:01.65] We nestle close together, simply staying by each other’s side,1

[00:07.64] and thus time passes, the hands of the clock ticking by.

[00:13.64] But my body staunchly rejects

[00:19.66] such a gentle sort of happiness

[00:37.64] Alas.

[00:40.40] Alas.

[00:52.39] It’s like a gaping hole opened up in the empty void of the sky.

[00:58.41] The void of my body and my supposedly vulnerable heart

[01:04.14] assume a contorted shape, covered in old wounds.

[01:16.87] I am distorted.

[01:25.38] Please give me nothing but a bloodstained love.

[01:37.65] I feel as if I might crumble into a million pieces, out of sheer anxiety.

[01:49.90] That’s why I’m so pained.

[01:57.62] You’re so gentle, and in truth,

[02:02.87] I wish this could continue forever,

[02:09.15] but my heart refuses to accept

[02:15.13] this modest sense of happiness.

[02:46.89] I am twisted.

[02:52.64] There’s nothing else I can do.

[02:58.63] I try and try to put up with it,

[03:04.88] but I’m just covered in wounds, as if they belong to somebody else.

[03:12.39] Please give me a bloody kiss.

[03:24.15] I wish for there to be a broken substitute for myself.

[03:35.90] Please give me nothing but a bloodstained love.

[03:47.88] I feel as if I might crumble into bits and pieces, out of sheer anxiety.

[04:00.88] That’s why I’m so lonely. For an eternity.