Deathmate

Shared death, you can't replace your companions.
Many messages (dreams) have been consindered over the clouds

*Things change and you laugh at the strange insults.

You are soaked in the cold looks that seem to anger you.
That body seems to be surrounded only by pride.
You should live for yourself if not it's better to die (sleep)

Now extend your hands, the splendor to dance.
Look toward the sky where nothing is false.


Where is the tragedy behind destiny, the limits in time, they hurt us again.
Now extand your arms, the splendor to dance begins to cry like a baby, giving an instinctive scream.

Ah- Someday will the sad times and the flow of tears be forgotten right?
Ah- Someday will your horrible being and you methods of torture be remembered right?

Now extend your arms and look up to the sky where nothing is false.
Like the tragedy behind destiny, the limits of time hurt us again.

I find myself seperating myself more and more, even if the same group is looking at this same sky.