It return to the sky today, that petals of ashes.
I hope, we can meet another time, when we will be cloud in blue sky.
You were shot to death.
in worlds of the pain and the sorrow, ache and distress.
in ocean of the blood and the tear.
under the strange sky.
Someone laughing at you for foolish.
but,is it the sin, who get dreaming?
Someone laughing at you for foolish.
they are mobs of zombie, who picking dead flowers.
Gate of the fear and the hate, the terror and the grudge.
it is everyone goes through in due course.
not only you.
So still, close your eyes, shut your ears.
ain't afraid to death.
I have seen this sky, and strange a starry sky for you, they are also the same.