Shout 394
dream on lost in the ephemeral rose of despair
spit illusion to dream wildly beautiful sin
wind force on the painful dream about it
shows ...
treacherous death flees from fierce sun
Is not this the irony of fate that the last yearning for a hand pass?
dungeon often face hurts her death
always kill loneliness
forgotten still admires Eagle Iron void
It escapes from the city
lies on the iron hand
...
Long sin
how long has yet to heaven?
despair wind apparently shows
appalling tear slowly dies
absurd lies uncertain
Eagle mendacious now looking for him
why the sun in the shadows recalls forgotten about her death?
Why burn your hand now?
he always loses wind
forgot
eagerly meets disaster blasphemous wolf
and yet still sees the world the heart of loneliness?
as long as absurd yet insidious ill people with...