Friday, April 3, 2009



Come now, let us forget that our future will
once again be splattered with blood.
When the mild wind coils around you,
that is surely a sign

Saying run away, saying run away
From your far too tragic destiny
You are not a flower from Hell
In a place like that
Do not bloom, do not bloom
Don't get seized and taken away

The silently fluttering shards of time

Who has my hand in their grasp?
Who has my hair between their fingers?
The sprout that just cried, deep inside
It can feel a sign

Saying fly beyond, saying fly beyond
Away from the cogs of destiny
You are not a flower from Hell
In a place like that
Do not scatter, do not scatter
and don't leave any seeds behind

If they sprout, the karma will return to you.

Saying run away, saying run away
From your far too tragic destiny
You are not a flower from Hell.
In a place like that
Do not bloom, do not bloom
Don't get seized and taken away

The silently fluttering shards of time
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