Burial
It's dark on a night like this
Love and dream falling from the wrist
The hope of red and cool
Falling in the air, flowing slowly
Your love is my grave
Strange blood colored flowers blooming in the cemetery
Your despair is in full bloom
My love is scratched by petals
Wind in my broken soul traction compensation
I picked up the black earth and buried myself
Guard the last place full of flowers
The vines of flowers twined on the tombstone
Bury your despair
Bloody sadness
I picked up the black earth and buried myself
Guard the last place full of flowers
The vines of flowers twined on the tombstone
Bury your despair
Bloody sadness
The vines of flowers twined on the tombstone
Bury your despair
Bloody sadness
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