Crippled soul, strung with fears
Is running into disaster
Of paranoia and indestructible fear,
While your thoughts are struggling
With 画像 of rottenness
Which is spreading as spiral evil,
Devastates every form of intelligent mind,
Now already ロスト in insanity of own mind.


Fear is growing inside,
Your mind is filled with worries,
While the picturesque dreams
Will corrode already exhausted brain.


And in openness of your own madness
Peace will come as confirmation,
To which you'll finally start to believe,
Although あなた wasted your life
On rottenness and fears
Which is spreading inside as ominous spiral.

In this room of despair,
A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.

Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.

His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
苦い and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.

I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this 音楽 of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written によって the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.

true フレンズ are hard to come by...
yet when あなた catch them あなた feel like あなた can fly...
あなた trust them,
愛 them,
and talk of future...
あなた know that they will never lie...
and 次 to them あなた stand side によって side...
あなた 愛 them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when あなた know your important...
that あなた know あなた have some one to comfort you...
あなた hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true フレンズ are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.