That's where the truth is.
Let tomorrow sleep and peacefulness will turn to you. Even the twisted flow is proof that you are alive; I invite the tearful tomorrow. The pain of the mark and the one and only personality, those colorful eyes all decorated, I don't want them anymore. The emptiness of the antitheses becomes the choking and crying land, bury the bones in the common land immersed in thesis. Be burdened by depression. Seeing you like this, it's just too sad.
Is it a sin for me to live because I am evil?
Ah maybe I've been listening to Dir En Grey too much again...
Oh these are song lyrics btw