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Destination
02:07
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The thirteenth fact has been chosen
The strife causes the strife
Only the reflections of sadness in my eyes and I stop my thought
The glorification of destruction
The earth full of sadness
The faith of an empty world
the disappearance of a meaningless yet tiny existence
Where are we heading
What do we wish for
Destination
There is pain in my mind, as so your mind
My hand holding a pen, trembles then stops
the sadness gets out here now
I will never stop, to walk
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Knowledge
02:59
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Knowledge
Our last supper with dish that purified by our blood
Greedy yet poor intelligence and mine
I still believe in it
A piece of insufficient phrases
We choke and forget about the existence of our arms
We won't realize until everything ends
The light illuminates one's feet, and reflects foolishness
Liner value and phased distinction
Knowledge
False blindness speaks for the ignorance and insolence
Happiness and fang
Paid compensation is huge
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Isolated Will
02:49
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The reason is full of contradictions
We pile up refusal
The tracks,are going to be rubbed off
My words might hurt your feelings
We realize that we can't notice anythig and we will be consumed by justice
Isolated determination
Isolated awareness
Isolated emotion
Isolated will
Gentleness destructed in the palm of my hand
Wrong time is the only thing that pass over my head
Chosen by the ark is not us, but someone else
The hands of god are now deep in filth
You seemed to be sad
The words can't reach
Rarity of symbolized existance
No questions, no choices, but just lie here
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Trace of A Dry Tear
02:02
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The shape of happiness
The room, sealed off
Poverty and starvation
Trace of a dry tear
Discipline is nothing but a wish
Absurdity of fairness
I feel nothing but sorrow
Everything seems as swinging pendulum width
The curtain that hides our growing hatred veils
The way to look ahead
A one eyed magi
I wonder what appears in his sight.
The new idea turns into a claw, and it scratches into my body
New born hatred and cruelty pierce me with a fragment of tear
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Fruit Of My Despair
03:20
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Fruit Of My Despair
The reality surely existed there, so that I might be cornred.
I washed it in black again.
Since foot prints continue
Since those eyes can be seen
Since we use words
Then here I am
Do I go over again
That's why I keep on pretending that I know nothing
I keep on pretending that I know nothing
Ignorance is a sin
I am so cruel
I have a hope, yet in despair
The fruit of my despair.
it's not visible to me. only an impending thing is visible to me
I could only do a mere handful
The reality surely existed there, so that I might be cornred
I washed it in black again
Ambivalence in the stationary darkness
it's not visible to me. only an impending thing is visible to me
I could only do a mere handful
Pass through
I hide myself and let it through
Calmness
However hope is always in this had of mine
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Morning Moon
02:51
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Color of emptiness of morning glow.
Morning moon seems so pure, yet so cold
It seems to be that I live in solitude in this world.
Broken promise that was promised without knowing
Chain of hate.
A lie and silence
we distress ourselves toward our hatred
a form of a heart
an ache is not a weakness.
The light of the paradise builts by a coward
Those who do not have, and those who have
Is it foolish to hope a darling thing not to be changed
Only the morning moon was with me above.
I thought that only a few would become stronger from now.
I thought that only a few would become stronger from now.
Morning moon seems so pure, yet so cold
Morning moon
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