What is call of the dead, unreal
And call of a spell
Don't remain me for good
All is blood and misty
Gazing at the cold moon
Memory of a fate of doom
I wish you can hear its call
Nothing will be the same anymore
Is the rose a pearl?
I cannot turn it back
Blood fingers in your back
I'm in the time I dare you to come
I remember the promise of a breath
Purity of a relief
Understair is no rest
An honesty is never plain
Was I the idol of history?
There was no blame for all
I saw the master in currency
Just a piece in a greed and deceit
I look inside the coffin
I barely remember you
I'd like to hate you so much
Death from a tear won't ever drown
I smell my hands with decay
These hands are haunted to share
All the slaughterings I could hear
Would never release me from grief
Tomorrow will not follow us back
Still reminding your name
The dead return to the blazing world
I won't listen to you
Remembrance of the human flame
We passed the horrid sky
I'm still from where you go
To remember what was done
I bleed for this well of blood
To ruin this tear of pearl
The blood has no flowing sky
And the blood will turn to black
The reasons of me have stayed in one
In which disappear
This is the farewell
That I felt if you could hear
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