"Delusional Disorder"

I want to be deaf

The world is too noisy

I need a little bit of sobriety

I want to be a mute

Communication is too much trouble

I like to talk to myself in my head

I want to be a corpse

It's too hard to live

I'm going to lie in a coffin

I don't want a sound body

I don't want a long life

The earth is too clean

There was no view which I liked

If you can

I want humanity to collectively aphasia

No one communicates in words

No one will be hurt by language

I want all beautiful things to die

This makes those ugly beings

You can also have a place

I want the burning sun to go out

Let those who live in the dark

No need to seek the light

I want an explosion in the universe

Get it all back to square one

You turn back to dust

I turned back into the stars

Please look up at the moon

Because after I die

To be buried there

- "My Delusions"