Dears

Another side of the GAME... playing in the current until I lose my way
Another side of the FACE... crying in the depth of my illusions

alone...

refusing to shut it all up, for now I'm certain my fire-filled eyes are opening...

the darkness is torn apart and you become wind can you hear it? the voice of time soars past us
while lost, I still ceaselessly pierce through the closed off "key" opens a gap to far reaches

only despair floats in the sky, where even creation covers its eyes without having seen the light...

in darkness...

though insecurity stands in my way, my means of running away disappears...

to the ideal of a faraway other side that I can see, with a speed wishing to see the polished you
even if tomorrow will be a cold world, I go to brandish here that "something" which I can't lose...

when my eyes are obstructed, this place will be dyed in darkness
as time flows on, I lose sight of myself
why did you kill my freedom?
come now, I would have gone anywhere...
so, there are no answers for me...

now... the darkness is torn apart and you become wind can you hear it? the voice of time soars past us
while lost, I still ceaselessly pierce through the closed off "key" opens to truth...

flowing like the wind
only the miracle you traced out is
released... beyond the "road"
Look for it...