Nothing can be seen with the rotten deathly head
Crooked desire Can’t show the future
Leave yourself to pity music of burying a foolish man (Dunce)

May you rest in peace

Unaware of it, your spirit was snatched away
Falling into a world of illusion it roams about
You rot and crumble apart like a living corpse

Hope decays, drowned in delusions
It fills the world a fingertip ushers you toward as you roam
about

Your foolish adornments are torn off like you’re a living
corpse

Vanity is ugly like a mirror cracked apart

Why don’t you want it?

enviado por K-CHAN as 12:49 PM

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