I.P.T.HU 가사

Don't resist at my control Count regressively Of your suicide 4,3,2,1 With the habnds tied Looking at the hunger world My dryness throat Your blood exhaust The hands putting out And emptiness came back to the pocket The past surprise me Gnawing only bone Hope World's image Hope Children's death Hope Word's image Children's death Time last Why din't you Remember my past Eyes greasy of blood Looking at unshod chieldren Tie my hands With false cords I pray for glory of the past And excuse me with present Securing my son on my lap With floolish face