"Every Word Of Yours Is An Oath"

[Bauklötze - Mika Kobayashi, Hiroyuki Sawano🎶] 

Some souls learn to cry blood

after they grow up.

I do not know

if such blood-souls were loved.

They learned to fall apart.

When they were drowned in red and surfaced,

they learned to take a deep breath,

not to believe in life after death,

that they died thousands of times while they were already alive and that no one could fix them.