Taion

A wintry sky and the broken streetlight cold wind.
Unknown shadow the footprint of desertion.
Freedom was taken.

If it wakes up a gloomy ceiling.
A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum it is soiled.
And violence rapes me.

An understanding is impossible.
Why was I chosen? Someone should answer...

Please answer that it's just a terrible dream
How long will my crying out, my agony, my torment continue?
Please tell me it's just a terrible dream
My broken voice has cried out so many times

There is no hand of preparing of the disordered hair.
A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum a faint temperature is mixed in the midwinter.

Killing my voice, as I withered away it told me
To not give up on life
Killing my voice, the trembling night drowns in pain
Forgive my ceasing breath...

Please answer that it's just a terrible dream
How long will my crying out, my agony, my torment continue?
Please tell me it's just a terrible dream
I just want to laugh one last time in my final moment