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Loveless
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end.
The goddess descends from the sky.
Wings of light and dark spread afar.
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting.
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess.
We seek it thus, and take it to the sky
Ripples form on the water’s surface.
The wandering soul knows no rest.
The gift of the goddess is what the three men seek.
But their fates are scattered by war
One becomes a hero, one wanders the land.
And the last is taken prisoner
But the three are still bound by a solemn oath.
To seek the answer together, once again
There is no hate, only joy.
For you are beloved by the goddess.
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul.
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is high
Though the prisoner escapes, he is gravely wounded.
His life is saved, however.
By a woman of the opposing nation
He begins a life of seclusion with her.
Which seems to hold the promise of eternal bliss
But as happiness grows, so does guilt.
Of not fulfilling the oath to his friends
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow.
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire.
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
As the war sends the world hurtling towards destruction.
The prisoner departs with his newfound love.
And embarks on a new journey
He is guided by hope that the gift will bring bliss.
And the oath that he swore to his friends
Though no oath is shared between the lovers.
In their hearts they know they will meet again
My friend, the fates are cruel.
There are no dreams, no honor remains.
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance.
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation.
And your eternal slumber
Legend shall speak.
Of sacrifice at world’s end
The wind sails over the water’s surface.
Quietly, but surely
Even if the morrow is barren of promises.
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land.
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice
Saturday, August 29, 2009
12:38 AM

Do you believe in
Eternal love?

I sigh into my sweet black tea
I'm sick and tired of falling

As I chase you through
Wonderland

How far must I go
To escape this multicolored darkness?

The melody I follow stirs something in my heart
If destiny is like clockwork, then

If I destroy it I'll be free
Your truth is an incomprehensible Maze
The proof that I'm alive


Saturday, August 22, 2009
10:44 AM

To be stuck in a fate which you will always lose
In the depths of lies, there is a true heart
If you regret it, then you will just reap what you just sowed
That's what will definitely be done

If you just go along with the flow
You will be swallowed by the waves instead

A false dream, an empty expectation
But, as long as you believe it, it will come true
Walking on vast lands, flying straight towards it
Continue that dance in the air, just like the wind

If, one day, there are too many assets
And you wonder about the "hardship" of buying
That question is one which shall be blown away
Once her eyes are set on the thing she wants
Tomorrow's wind will definitely blow it away

But doing the common things every day
Will not be enough to make her happy

Somehow, importing it is the only way to survive
The tears in my heart are pouring like the rain
Sprinkling the earth with it to allow the flowers to bloom
The sun will definitely shine on them

Even if I catch a small part of it
It will overflow

A false dream, an empty expectation
The image will always be first
Let us gamble our fate on the vast lands
Just like the hurricane that which shall pierce through the lands


Wednesday, August 19, 2009
1:59 AM

If my dream hurt your heart,someday
I will receive that feeling

While trembling in important ones, you run and slip turning
It passed everyday life meaninglessly in the pain which you shoulder
It is surpassed with while you chase continuing

The wind which comes to an end to the way
You searched it should have touched your somewhere,
We would like to protect, as for just you strong
Going away from the wheel track of desire

You insert in the hand once upon a time entirely
That you my Proof
It deposits also the tear entirely
Pushing down the body which becomes tired, you hear

Song of calmness shallow sleep distantly “Collar…” voice
Before becoming aware that we wanted the love which it does not spare
It keeps exceeding the meaning of the pain which you shoulder it is

The field where all desires are cut off
Conflagrate the wind of the fire
Nothing has and I would like to meet to you
Without the good quality which is in side the origin

Disagreeing, it forms pus, therefore we want, very the encounter
Closing hard, it overflows, flows, whirls
As for your shadow Proof

Because you cannot break, it is painful,
As for me being lonely jokes directly
There is no intention the stone of the mud of gathering and polishing
Once upon a time, until to know entirely

It cannot have the wind anymore
I want you to be here…
Because the truth…

We would like to pile up, the sweetly long rain
Even the wheel track of desire does not care
Holding you, in the heart which can discover the eternal bond

My own proof end I with you
That's why we are here
I love you


Tuesday, August 4, 2009
12:15 AM

Within the deep,deep forest there is a faint fragrance, it’s lovely

If I search through the everyday faces, surprisingly,

I find that yours is smiling

I want to touch it, but even if

I reach out my hand to you, fleetingly, you soared towards the sky

I’ve always wanted to see you,always wanted to see you…

That’s how I feel

When I pass through sleepness nights

I’m enveloped within the light and shadow you left behind, and I start crying

The setting evening sun burns a useless me

While barefoot, I tread on the wreckages of love and stain them red

When I try to touch you and I hold out my hand, your voice said“I love you.”

Even now after so long, the song which I failed to convey to you is carried off by the wind

And it disappeared far away

Even if I fly as high as the hour glass sky, there is nothing.

The sound of that day is echoing

The sceneries which cannot be touched twice are

Rustling and flowing “Inerasable.”

The air is rising too much and the memories are over-piling.

Even those hands, even that hair

The abundant light and shadow you left behind were too large.

Within the deep,deep forest...


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