【Daily】
The one who died is dead, be buried with the beloved past.
You silently hide yourself, in the grave of normal site.
Maybe you had never take the responsibility, or not become the god of all human.
The one who died is dead, be buried with the beloved past.
You silently hide yourself, in the grave of normal site.
Maybe you had never take the responsibility, or not become the god of all human.
That deepest desires end up with silence, ruined in the broken pieces of fate.
As the light, floated with hopes.
Life is the process that you find the existence in the pain of breathing.
Then you devoted yourself, combined the feelings into mold.
As the light, floated with hopes.
Life is the process that you find the existence in the pain of breathing.
Then you devoted yourself, combined the feelings into mold.
