Wait! The moment hasn't come.
Your pain seduces me and I get down.
I fly like raven to the sky,
I feel black power of white moon; I die.

See, that scissors cut my head,
I'll disguise everything I haven't said.
Bleed like brightest morning star;
Your wounds hurt me; it hurts my heart.

Hear! My voice speaks so loud;
And your stupidity makes me be proud.
Hate is all I've seen today,
I don't see reason to live my way.

{The trouble of my rubber head
 Is trouble of my life;
 I never mean all things I've said,
 I have been replied
 That everything can happen here
 Without my interference;
 I thought that world was piece of shit
 Without my experience.}