dim dead space

dim dead space

not all roses the world

we lie between the blame and the warfare

put up a fight.

never yield to each other.

militant netherworld.

eyes be merged
is oneself's disdain

how the justifiable reasons,
we can leave this underclass?

collection of all secret's attic

twinkle twinkle hundred of wishes

we're deadpan hiding in the wonderful music

in the floral radiant.

情景: Ride Into The Sun / Velvet Underground