I
When you lit to burn but when you just realize there are flames you can’t forsake
I swallow those flames they are my saddest song
This is sun snaring tragedy
Alas, so she speaks
Your sun is a sad song go sing your sad song
At last you may deny
moon lit lit, moon lit lit, silas
(I want to hold I want to be)
you will see
you will see
Guidance is my shrine
Land of voice where sadness encounter
Among those rays which never dies
Even piece of light shall now speak
In this constant angel manifesto
Forgive my eyes,
my vomiting tears
Spell to break self-hate
Wash all mistakes wash
I decline. I delete I
among
those rays
those rays
those rays