When the soul travels through the gap of thousands of years, an emotion is deeply imprinted in the heart. The words on the black basalt, every word carved on it, feels like it is engraved on my heart.
Our love, the contract we made. Reincarnation after reincarnation.
Through the wilderness, the scarlet sky is filled with your tears. Chase and chase.
Crossing the boundaries of time and space, I see the dazzling light, which is your smile.
The persistence engraved in my heart crossed the cold eyes, like ripples interrupting my thoughts. I don't need to convey anything anymore, I just need to look up at the sky and feel the sunshine.
Shura's tears, the sorrow of not being understood.
Why should we pay the price of blood for a second of love? The cold cross, falling into the endless abyss, is you calling.
The soul tells the confusion that has not changed for thousands of years. Even if time has forgotten you...
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