Her eyes see a splintered sky and the sun's forgotten them   Her face is a fresh wound, honestly it's smashed   It's strange that she breathes, my sweet, little dead body   Oh no, she's not dyin', she's not burned completely.   You hide between the walls your idiotic smile   And I could lie to you, that there's something in you   You don't want to show your ashen-gray hands   I won't tell you this, but to who will you give them?!   And she never laughs, my burned little cat   And she never cries, she's lost her tears   This overdose of pain is impossible to get   I see the traces of the flames on her thin back!   I don't wanna look at your hands   I feel awful when you splutter, I am yours   I feel fear, when I gotta cuddle you   Even though I know you are mine, mine!