When I was a failure, feels cold in the air of impression feeling. Barely warmed heart is change into a hunk of flesh and blood. There´s absolutely no hope. 消えゆく意識と鼓動は ほら今でも夢を見続ける 安らかな眠りも許されない存在 選ばれなかった命 に… A song tragic of happiness to you My lifted body in your arms detailed… I heard a kind lullaby… were there dreams? The limbs cutted off was picked out from you. But I can´t separate the knife of got wet blood. 消えゆく意識と鼓動は ほら今でも夢を見続ける 悲しい夢から目覚めればそこには 新しい夢が広がっているはず 安らかな眠りも許されない存在 選ばれなかった命 に… A song tragic of happiness to you
It was born to ***ual intercourse.
When I was a failure, feels cold in the air of impression feeling. Barely warmed heart is change into a hunk of flesh and blood. There´s absolutely no hope. 消えゆく意識と鼓動は ほら今でも夢を見続ける 安らかな眠りも許されない存在 選ばれなかった命 に… A song tragic of happiness to you My lifted body in your arms detailed… I heard a kind lullaby… were there dreams? The limbs cutted off was picked out from you. But I can´t separate the knife of got wet blood. 消えゆく意識と鼓動は ほら今でも夢を見続ける 悲しい夢から目覚めればそこには 新しい夢が広がっているはず 安らかな眠りも許されない存在 選ばれなかった命 に… A song tragic of happiness to you
