Blue time Says goodbye I tossed away the umbrella Visiting Unnoticed even in the summer Where am I? Who am I? I howl Because it is endless I kill the path Because it is impossible to understand I stab the scenery Outside of the forest that I built, without taking a step Why Wont you walk away? Why Wont you make anything? And so while nothing begins The rotting, decaying Corpses Are overcome Now The blade of my urge to strike out Breaks the world Before the morning catches up With a cracked and broken sound A meaningless heavenly song The chipped pick And decayed guitar As a prank, they reveal my door While passing time Its almost become fall Lets begin The unsightly truth; Hide it Why Were you stopping? Why Did you continue to refuse? And so before worrying any more The sound that begins to go crazy Throw away The path home Now The blade of my impulse to strike out Breaks the world Beautiful enough to blind And piercing through the foam A heavenly song Now The blossoming blade of teaching Decorates the world Before the morning catches up Raise your voice that touches the soul A heavenly song
Posted on: Thu, 05 Jun 2014 02:44:04 +0000
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