Laughter has lost its meaning.
It shows its face for no reason at all,
And cuts through the pain I so badly desire.
To feel the stab,
To hear the shear of the skin,
To see one’s bleeding heart –
Ah, the pleasure of self-mortification!
Oh, call me what you please,
But I shall always cherish that pain!
For pain is deeper than pleasure –
It touches you not where it loses feeling,
But deep within where you shall be wounded forever.
Pain is the only eternal emotion.
What is pleasure but a passing fancy?