Struggling just to break free
Struggling just to break free
Struggling just to break
I can see you,
Standing behind me
So who is in front?
I know you're there,
Watching me tear the Dark
With my claws, trying to run
Standing underneath the night, I close eyes, the newly bloodied rain
Soaking my flesh and bone.
Would anyone listen to my cries?
I have given up all my hope.
So are you coming with me?
I am holding out my hand.
Why won't you come to me?
I'm holding my hand to you.
I want to go to a place
Where evening cicadas cry;
Is it too late for me
To wash away my sin?
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When I look back,
There's no one behind me
His Shadow's in front.
Mocked by the Darkness,
I raised up my claws and
I shredded away the night
When did all the raindrops falling upon me begin to turn to blood,
Which trickles down my cheeks?
I have nowhere to go,Nowhere to
Try and force out these shrieks in me.
See my fingers stained with blood.
All of them died at my hand.
So I guess it's your turn,
To be held with my hands.
Hearing the cicadas of the forbidden forest cry,
I'm crying to myself: I can't return again.
One by one, the blue flames disappear
In the night
Inside the Darkness, there's another side
Where Morning has Died
You're trapped inside of a mirror,
Your hands pressed up against the glass
Trying to break free.
Don't worry little child, I'll help you
Find a place to drown out those shrieks.
Little one,come here now
Right here, within my grasp.
No matter how you try, You know you can't escape.
I'm following this trail,where the cicadas cry.
The voice I used to hear disappears from my life.
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There's no one behind me
His Shadow's in front.
Mocked by the Darkness,
I raised up my claws and
I shredded away the night
When did all the raindrops falling upon me begin to turn to blood,
Which trickles down my cheeks?
I have nowhere to go,Nowhere to
Try and force out these shrieks in me.
See my fingers stained with blood.
All of them died at my hand.
So I guess it's your turn,
To be held with my hands.
Hearing the cicadas of the forbidden forest cry,
I'm crying to myself: I can't return again.
One by one, the blue flames disappear
In the night
Inside the Darkness, there's another side
Where Morning has Died
You're trapped inside of a mirror,
Your hands pressed up against the glass
Trying to break free.
Don't worry little child, I'll help you
Find a place to drown out those shrieks.
Little one,come here now
Right here, within my grasp.
No matter how you try, You know you can't escape.
I'm following this trail,where the cicadas cry.
The voice I used to hear disappears from my life.
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loveless-kitty1993
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welcome to my world