In The Chaos - angolul
2007.10.07. 17:26
In The Chaos
Drawn in by something, living in an illusion...
Everyone, tossed around by the unstoppable flow of time wanders around, yearning for a love to grasp.
Forever, the armor which seals my heart away creates a different me.
The beautiful flower that proudly blooms is strong yet weak.
The hidden thorns had futilely broken off...
We're caught in the chaos.
Unable to whitstand the sadness or the hatred, everyone huddles with the shadow inside the sleeping mirror, seeking peace.
Break out now, the small opening where light pours in, it is the time to release you closed-off heart.
The real me reaches out her hand.
As if the light and darkness suck me in.
I wanted to become a beautiful flower that proudly bloomed.
The hidden thorns are probably hurting someone, but we're illusions in the chaos.
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