Fripside Vanity Destroyer
Spilt from a dream, a drop of deep crimson In order to produce a ripple, it falls into whiteness The rest layer up, in solitude and memories I've been confused and deluded, it's not a memory that can be erased
It was definitely discovered, the trace of a wound Therefore your broken pieces, at the expense of what it was And so it prints onto me
Even with echoing bonds, breathing is sometimes limited Even the spiral which is twisted cannot be tied by Mebius Made up of strength, My impatience is left scattered about And therefore we can meet in the faint light...
The footsteps to tomorrow, even if time helps Your kindness cannot be exchanged, an undisguised expectation The eye of crystal that awoke, and hundreds of colors had spun around A cold phantom then warped my impatience
If you felt it, I cried The traces of a wound, The evidence that you gave me And so it's swaying in the last breeze, forelocked
I can't endure my eagerness any longer, it's loveliness is also beyond my control Wishes are broken, But I don't care about the pain It attacks the weakness in my chest, Even if this heart shakes, And therefore we can surely meet at dawn...
The wings torn to pieces, Even though addicted to darkness The emptiness will continue into the future, if the brightness can be restored again...
I can't endure my eagerness any longer, it's loveliness is also beyond my control Wishes are broken, But I don't care about the pain Made up of strength, My impatience is left scattered about And therefore we can meet in the faint light...
