Wednesday, July 1, 2009
the GazettE - Nausea And Shudder
So long, to the nameless liberty
So long, swallow the fear
So long, jump higher than the others
Tear off the holy wing, jump, bursting eyes
Even if HEAVEN is covered with mud, it becomes a paradise if we live in it.
Carry on the daily life with gold plating coming off the shoulders and gathering the monotonous howls.
Althogh the wound is deep, keep on going. Yes, the REALITIES in front of your eyes are everything.
So long, break the darkness
So long, to the nameless liberty
So long, swallow the fear
So long, shaking heartbeat
LOOP, ask myself LOOP hate myself
At the end of this "LOOP" of suffering, I´ll be looking at HEAVEN`S DOOR.
A bird which belongs to a flock to the west will eventually feel loneliness
Looking at the thin wing you say: "Is this everything you desired?"
The view which everyone saw is worse than the end of the world getting dark
And I deeply prayed to a vanishing candle.
In deep, slowly sky.
You can stay there if you are afraid of the unknown future.
That´s what the forgotten "Nameless Liberty" used to say.
Now light is poured here, swearing not to escape from the unsettled future.
12:43 AM
