For they who had a hatred

solve this wisely, be a bastard guy when you were frustrated
make them as a toy, kill your solar plexus
fuck those girls anytime you want to
torture them whenever you are disappointed

you can die for anything you want
kill her so you can die with her
let she knows how much is your love and hatred
let this agony fulfill your hatred

there's no more girls, just her
and you will wish born to be a wind
so you can stroke her unseen
she never realize you, even when you touch her

Then be a bastard guy
you will die in the way you want 
Then be a stupid guy
and you will die for nothing

hear her whisper, hear her scream
Man needs no cares, so fuck those cares
between black and white
you will be an ash, swept out by the wind
as the rule of no love