The passing days and nights,
The withered past,
cooling fingertips,
The intersection of reverse chaos and space-time.
Indifferent loneliness,
Empty sadness,
Draw the final line.
The figure lurking in the dark night,
The mirror of time binds the most beautiful glory.
The rope network that tears apart the space,
But I want to be around you,
Your last call,
Forbidden to stop me, the retreat on the edge of the cliff.
Destroy the bloody rose,
Looking forward to your longing,
Black feathers with blood followed,
Tears burn out...