紅蓮

Photoblog #276


















Listening to 紅蓮 (by the GazettE) can really turn me into one emotional heap of nerves.



It's like a guitar pick that burns on every stroke it creates



waking up sensitive chords inside me.











I'll never get tired of listening to such beautiful masterpiece.





















P.S.



Tomorrow marks the start of February.



And NO! I'm not feeling bitter.



I'm NOT!







お休みなさい

Sweet Dreams!









the GazettE - 紅蓮