4 Bonjour's Parties Ruins
Can you see the small stars?
Please let them in
Everlasting winter warm and free her hands
Find me in the ideal
Leave 'em vanish me
With the tiny pieces
Please kill this hate
She is a manic clown
No one chokes her sigh
Her pale blue eye has colored just like ruins
Cure his heart with this sound
The fake images made of tears said "Stop falling down"
The silence came from yesterday said "Fly faster than light"
The interstellar obelisk said "Won't you dig up your grave?"
The monologue soaked into my room said "Please stop this song"
Cure his heart with this sound
