The moon is aint dirty, even eaten by a venom
The clear white body, paint it with tarnish colors
If I disappear
This world will be closed too
The time it was forgiven through the passing wind
Beneath the earth fades and goes out
My flower that blooms in the fog and the weeds where I drink the dews
Before I wake up in the dawn, kill them secretly
If I was found someday, I want you to tell me
Could I laugh even with my dead face?
Could the pain of this heart be endured?
At the bottom of the lake, the moon held me sleeping
Even if this world is closed soon, Im not lonely
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