Текст песни Buck-Tick Alive (English)

Kicking up the asphalt, a rendezvous with the Angel of Death
When I’m with you, I feel cut-up inside
Tearing the night to pieces with bloodshot eyes, gasoline bursts into flames
My heart's about to explode, the highway leads to Hell

Loneliness is a lark for a lost child
But we're lonely, from the day we're born

Scorching the inside of my eyelids is a season of slaughter
Before I’m done in, I'll tear it away

You can walk, can’t you? You can live even though you’re alone
But we’re lonely, even when we die

I feel it: this is life and death, so I’ll hurt you
Trembling, I myself am life and death, so I’ll cut into you

Loneliness is a lark for a lost child
But we're lonely, from the day we're born
You can walk, can’t you? You can live even though you’re alone
But we’re lonely, even when we die

I feel it: this is life and death, so I’ll hurt you
Trembling, I myself am life and death, so I’ll cut into you
I feel it: this is life and death, so I’ll hurt you
Trembling, I myself am life and death, so I’ll cut into you