Sunday, March 2, 2008

Wither, Rentrer en Soi

I’m going to tell you of an end that turns all to ash, even consciousness

Now I’m spinning a tale of the piled-up memories of a short life

With this I decay and return to the earth
Until my voice withers I’ll cry out in this instant foolishly

Torn apart, I embrace the pain within the flames
Toward a vivid future…

Tears are scattered together with separated artificial flowers

How often are only screams joined

My burned right arm gradually melts
Accelerating the pain, once more I return to that day

I still cruelly vomit these colored feelings
Ah, I’ll keep burning like this

Torn apart, I embrace the pain within the flames
My played heart can’t be saved…

I still cruelly vomit these colored feelings
Ah, I’ll keep burning like this

Torn apart, I embrace the pain within the flames
My played heart can’t be saved…

I’m still cruelly torn apart…

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