miss at the corner of the night

The night was tense
Cut the meat until it groans
Screaming until the sound of flying broke
This is longing

Miss is sometimes very painful
Crushing hearts to dust
Blow the dagger stuck in romance
Pain at the end of the taste

Lord, resist this longing
The brackets are in the corner of the bars
Teach him how to be patient and endure
So that he doesn't eat me slowly

Miss someone very sick
I want to taste the taste to pieces
I won't keep it because I killed me
Just be patient and steadfast I can do