We fear the which we cannot see.

People have hope
Because they cannot see Death standing behind them

If I were the rain
That joins sky and earth that otherwise never touch
Could I join two hearts as well?

We are drawn to each other
Like drops of water, like the planets
We repulse each other
Like magnets, like the colors of our skin

I can't protect you without holding a sword.
I can't embrace you while holding a sword.

Yes, there is no Fate for us
Only those who are swallowed by
Ignorance and fear and miss a step
Fall into the rapid river called Fate

We should not shed tears
That is a surrender of the body to the heart
It is only proof
That we are beings that do not know
What to do with out hearts

It is rusts, it can never be trusted
If its owner fails to control it, it will cut him
Yes, pride is
Like a blade

Oh, all of us dream
That we are flying the skies
With out eyes open

We reach out with our hands
Brush away the clouds and pierce the sky
To grab the moon and Mars
but we still can't reach the truth

Light a fire to the fang that cannot be reached
So that I do not have to see that star
So that I do not slit this throat

We think a flower on a cliff is beautiful
because we stop our feet at the cliff's edge,
unable to step out into the sky
like that fearless flower.

Every time we set aside our pride
We take a step closer to the beast
Every time we kill an emotion
We take a step away from the beast

Creak, creak, tower of purgatory
Piercing the world like light
Sway, sway, tower of spine
Will it be us or the sky that falls?

I just keep practicing
Saying goodbye to you

Bigamy is having one wife too many. Monogamy the same.

The constant shower of the sun's mane
will erase the remaining footprints on the thin ice.
Don't be afraid when you are deceived
for the world is already full of deception.

Red like blood.
White like bone.
Red like solitude.
White like silence.
Red like the beastly instinct.
White like a god's heart.
Red like thawing hatred.
White like a frozen, pained cry.
Red like the night's hungry shadows.
So shooting through the moon in a sigh is like
radiant white, scattered red.

Your shadow stealthily
leaves nothing of where you go, like a poisoned needle
that sews together my footsteps.
Your light pliantly
strikes the water tower, like a lightning bolt.
that severs the source of my life.

That's right, nothing else can change my world.

One who paints the beauty in love
is one who pretends to know her form.
One who paints the ugliness in love
is one who once arrogantly knew her.

This entire world
exists for the sake of cornering you.

There is no meaning in our world
And no meaning is us who live there
We, meaningless, think of the world
Although knowing that there is no meaning there
Is even meaningless itself.

We are the fish in front of a waterfall,
We are insects inside a cage.
We are the remains of a high wave,
The staff of the skull,
The stream of power, the whale that swallows it all.
We are the ox with five horns,
We are the monster that blows out fire,
The children that wail.
Ah, we are
Poisoned by the moon light.

Destroy everyone and everything.

We are all
dead since we are born
The end is
there before anything starts
If to live is
to continue learning
The end is when we learn the very last thing
To finally discover the end
and learning about it completely
is what death is
We are not allowed to learn about something
Those who cannot transcend death,
shouldn't learn of anything.

That voice that pierces deep in my heart
is just like cheers that will not end.

We-
As one,
Nothing can be mixed with another.
As two,
Nothing is the same shape.
With three,
Only one's person does not have.
With four,
To go in one direction is not rare.
As for five-
It comes from the heart's place.

Sire, we
Look upon you
As one would a peacock.
A look that borders on
Anticipation, adoration, and something
Akin to never ending terror.

I just fix it up relentlessly
Though I know it will be chopped off someday
I just make it shine relentlessly
Though I know it will be chopped off someday
But it frightens me oh how it frightens me
Because when it is chopped off
That chopped off hair
Will resemble the dead you.