Via Puritiva 歌词

bleeding colours poisoned my heart I was the holy martyr impassive voice ripped the dead silence I was the great creator scar on the face, crimson axe in hands I was severe warrior now I'm straying. I can't find my tongue I'm an empty god what have I become? answers are too much tumultuous new fire blossomed in the bosom of mine my suicide is in the offing path of debris - my curse I'm holding flames in the palms of my hands I can see the deepest despair I can hear chaotic breath what have I done? cry, cry cruel world, for me derisive laugh inside my mouth - my claws the man I should have arose insanity there are no other words to express my suffering there is no other way to understand my fears touch the land of my spiritual darkness taste the soil from my lonely grave it's so cold call me now kiss me now