A white grown accustomed to… the corner of a birdcage… a bud having gained a heartbeat…
A voice deserted… blinded shadows of memories…
I need your blood
You read love reciting
A struggling RED LIGHT
A sound | sound sniffed out and reason pried open
Simply line up in parallel.
Sin / Sound LIVE & Death & I
Pseudo SIDE HEAVEN
Even endless “desire” will ring a bell of comparative benefit
Following along the mistake laid out by 4 beats parched for penitence
The red shades of light through the trees will stir
I must be sacrificed
So can I help you all?
I’ll be a scapegoat if I can
My resolution failed
And all who died
Light of day still hurts me
You so need to know
You don’t need to go
You’re waiting right here
A way for me to make it back
Some way I won’t need to attack
Everything has gone so wrong
Come on break it down for me!
A river will flow
You are not my enemy
I’ll let you prove me wrong
You can trust me when I say
It won’t be long
We’re gonna see the end of night
Don’t forsake me now
We haven’t got the time
※ The fallen angels I run with all know
It’s our fear that makes us all human after all
Torn old sepia photographs show
Our fragile little world
Must reject it, respond to the
Calling, screaming inside of my soul
It’s my fear of loving what’s
Dearest to us all
Sun is fading
It will set forever
Are you still my family?
A river will flow
You are not my enemy
I’ll let you prove me wrong
You can trust me when I say
It won’t be long
We’re gonna see the end of night
Come on break it down for me
A river will flow
Even KEY-less “desire” will ring a bell of comparative benefit
Following along the plan laid out by 4 beats parched for penitence
The red shades of light through the trees will stir
※ repeat
A white grown accustomed to… the corner of a birdcage… a bud having gained a heartbeat…
A voice deserted… blinded shadows of memories…
I need your blood
You read love reciting
A struggling RED LIGHT
A sound | sound sniffed out and reason pried open
Simply line up in parallel.
Come on break it down for me
A river will flow
Even “desire” with no KEY will be a bell ringing interests
Following along the plan laid out by 4 beats parched for penitence
The red of light through the trees will stir