Gravitation – Glaring Dream
This chilly time makes dreams rain down
Slipping through my hands
When I woke up from counting those wishes
You were reflected in a wavering illusion
A faint silhouette that guides me
This chilly time makes dreams rain down
Slipping through my hands
When I woke up from counting those wishes
You were reflected in a wavering illusion
A faint silhouette that guides me
I was born to betray
With sharpened lips
All sorts of nonsensical reasons come together
Into a foolish PREDILECTION