Cygnus

rarara

The flickering shadow, a distorted smile on the diagonal
(walking inside me)
I will not accompany the pain
(on that side of reality)
Spinning around the bottom

Like a cloud, diving into the red thread
Making a sharp sound
The rotten skin buried in ash
Burning everything to crimson

Frightened by the sound of a small bell, playing hide and seek with demons
The approaching footsteps burying in white, fading and fluttering

The movements of the shadows repeat
a, a, a, aa
Tracing with fingers, the movements pull the thread
a, a, a, aa

The scent of burning in the depths of hell flickers
Lighting the lamp will start life again

Even if our hands, connected in the past twilight, separate
Will the crying voice cutting through the sky still reach you?
From this box, with my voice that cannot be taken out
I hope one day I can quietly laugh with you

Floating dreams in the gap of broken immortality
Illuminate the spring that shouldn't come, let's sleep now