Lost in an unacceptable tragedy
An unfading warmth quivers blue in the depths of my eyes
Stifling impurities leave keloid scars and
Even now, still mourn for days gone by, never to come back
Staking my life, spitting blood and vomit
All I want to do is lead a beautiful life
But why can’t you hear
Me telling you not to stumble
Love turning on its head, fiction caught in a tangle
Say bye-bye to mundane concepts
See how the compensated formless stand imposingly
Their presence is a sight to behold
Rip apart, drag, and reveal
Throw away all inferiorities
Even the raw emotions of cursing someone
Take them in like an offering
Just skilled at pretending to be human
Searching for those other than monsters
Like the blue shimmer of
A star of the first magnitude
Far from having enough faith
This utterly ridiculous destiny won’t retreat
Fill the air with the echo of marching boots
Let the Parade of the Lonely Ones begin now
Everything in this world, there isn’t much
Difference between the atrocious or noble as you think
Somewhere up in the sky, someone is making selections
To ensure the cycle of birth and passing is upheld
Though we’ve prayed and knelt down
Our prayers have been cremated
And ignored with a “So what?”
So kind
A colorless encounter, pupils of glass
Though they may shatter to pieces
You laugh your head off, saying, “You must be kidding”
You give the finger as you spew poison and let it all out
Scorched, boiling, and trembling
A blazing fire from the past still smolders
That remorse still within me
I’ll burn and retaliate in full
There is no such thing as eternity, so
There is no ending until all turns to ash
Then why not play
With fire in a refined manner?
No more need for empty rhetoric
Such hollow, scathing criticism
Burn this ceaseless stone-throwing
The Parade of the Lonely Ones has just begun
There is no love, no love, there is no love there
There is nothing, there is nothing, there is no truth
There is just one, just one
In this world, just one person, one person
Question fanatically and
Live the shit out of this world
Rip apart, drag, and reveal
Throw away all inferiorities
Even the raw emotions of cursing someone
Absorb them like an offering
Just skilled at pretending to be human
Searching for those other than monsters
Like the blue shimmer of
A star of the first magnitude
Far from having enough faith
This utterly ridiculous destiny won’t retreat
Fill the air with the echo of marching boots
Let the Parade of the Lonely Ones begin now
