Its coming back into my body
The sinful virus created by the dirty fungus of humans,
makes the whole body shake
But something else is already in me
All that remains within me is reflected in the mirror as a miserable image
Who did I do this for? What more do they want?
Its no use regretting now, its too late for that
Virus Virus
Its sprouting out from my body
A black light just like a volcano
Even your eyes from your miserable image cannot rise up
The darkness pressed me and the only thing that remains is death v.i.r.u.s.
Who did I do this for? What more do they want?
Its no use regretting now, its too late for that
Virus Virus
Who did I do this for? What more do they want?
Its no use regretting now, its too late for that
