These eyes, their full of pain...
To the sea, and all alone.
Hear me cry, with tears of shame, want to die...
With you again.
And I’ll speak, once, I felt the rain on your gloom...
Waiting patiently for your voice.
What’s a memory (without love)?
It pains me endlessly (far away).
Yes, and I should know (for it all).
Yes, and I should go (the beautiful murder).
The beautiful murder.
In the night, the falling stars, give a lust, to candy cars.
And I feel that I don’t know what is real.

And just for show...
And I’ll speak...
Once I felt the rain on your face, waiting patiently in this place.
What’s a memory (without love)?
It pains me endlessly (far away).
Yes, and I should know (for it all).
Yes, and I should go (the beautiful murder).
Once, I felt the rain on your face, waiting patiently in this place.
What’s a memory without love?
Show me how to win this war.
Let’s try.
Let’s try.
The beautiful murder.
The beautiful murder.

[by a7raxia #43]