the-fatal-believer
God of Diru-izm
- 3 Apr 2007
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REILA
Reila
After meeting, how many wounds are needed just for support
When you are harsh, other people learn things from it
Reality in the eye of the burning, scar you full of silence
Do not need a reason for you to return to me
From me, who is left for you who has become nothing
What do you think is harsh?
Still, you do not say anything
These words are not meant for me
Go somewhere
Reila
Trying to call your name
this voice does not reach you
Reila
Opening your eyes, your face shows lies, and laughter
Tomorrow you will probably go somewhere you desire
You go anywhere
You think about me so Always
You will probably go somewhere
You leave me alone and keep running
I cannot reach you anymore Cannot reach you anymore
At last being able to meet you
ended my overflowing patience
A tear dropped
Reila
Words which you could not say
Reila
Now the place where you once sang
Reila
Everyone compared to you is loved
Reila
I have loved I have loved
The room where two people stay even now is the same
Without using either key you will find a way to return
I can wait forever, you understand
And now the door is opened, and can visibly show your form
Tomorrow you will certainly return
Miseinen
I was frantically looking for something
it's okay to stumble, so go forward
I know it's foolish, I just run on without regret
the only one I can trust is myself, I didn't need friends
the fangs I bared at anything and everything
sexual stuff in adolescence is delicate and fleeting
I wanna be strong, give me the strength to live on my own
honestly, I was just scared of betrayal
I knew that nothing would change if I kept running away
but I couldn't change myself.
the loneliness I prided myself on
was a pair of wings to escape to my worthless dreams
the self assertion I prided myself on called 'RIOT'
there was no freedom, nothing beyond this light.
Teenage Bluely Days
I was drowning in each rough new day
before I knew it I was shouldering such loneliness
It was hard. To be honest,
I really didn't want to be on my own.
since always pretending to be strong makes one forget one's true face
it's important to occassionally loosen up and rely on others
hurt... when you want to cry, face the great big sky
and scream out in a loud voice
that you want to forget yourself, so you can keep being who you are.
the encouraging voices of my father, my mother, and my friends
spurred on, even one so weak as myself, they gave me light
the loneliness and pain of my youth that I prided myself on
were a pair of wings to escape to my worthless dreams
if there's freedom to be had in that clear blue sky
I wouldn't care if these wings I'm so proud of were torn off
I began running, frantically aiming for the sky
I spread my wings and flew away, and the spot where I fell
was 'freedom'.
with a wonderful family, and wonderful friends
these were the best days of my life, if I'm reborn
let's meet again...
Reila
After meeting, how many wounds are needed just for support
When you are harsh, other people learn things from it
Reality in the eye of the burning, scar you full of silence
Do not need a reason for you to return to me
From me, who is left for you who has become nothing
What do you think is harsh?
Still, you do not say anything
These words are not meant for me
Go somewhere
Reila
Trying to call your name
this voice does not reach you
Reila
Opening your eyes, your face shows lies, and laughter
Tomorrow you will probably go somewhere you desire
You go anywhere
You think about me so Always
You will probably go somewhere
You leave me alone and keep running
I cannot reach you anymore Cannot reach you anymore
At last being able to meet you
ended my overflowing patience
A tear dropped
Reila
Words which you could not say
Reila
Now the place where you once sang
Reila
Everyone compared to you is loved
Reila
I have loved I have loved
The room where two people stay even now is the same
Without using either key you will find a way to return
I can wait forever, you understand
And now the door is opened, and can visibly show your form
Tomorrow you will certainly return
Miseinen
I was frantically looking for something
it's okay to stumble, so go forward
I know it's foolish, I just run on without regret
the only one I can trust is myself, I didn't need friends
the fangs I bared at anything and everything
sexual stuff in adolescence is delicate and fleeting
I wanna be strong, give me the strength to live on my own
honestly, I was just scared of betrayal
I knew that nothing would change if I kept running away
but I couldn't change myself.
the loneliness I prided myself on
was a pair of wings to escape to my worthless dreams
the self assertion I prided myself on called 'RIOT'
there was no freedom, nothing beyond this light.
Teenage Bluely Days
I was drowning in each rough new day
before I knew it I was shouldering such loneliness
It was hard. To be honest,
I really didn't want to be on my own.
since always pretending to be strong makes one forget one's true face
it's important to occassionally loosen up and rely on others
hurt... when you want to cry, face the great big sky
and scream out in a loud voice
that you want to forget yourself, so you can keep being who you are.
the encouraging voices of my father, my mother, and my friends
spurred on, even one so weak as myself, they gave me light
the loneliness and pain of my youth that I prided myself on
were a pair of wings to escape to my worthless dreams
if there's freedom to be had in that clear blue sky
I wouldn't care if these wings I'm so proud of were torn off
I began running, frantically aiming for the sky
I spread my wings and flew away, and the spot where I fell
was 'freedom'.
with a wonderful family, and wonderful friends
these were the best days of my life, if I'm reborn
let's meet again...