S. Day II. - Pink Turns Blue

I’m the one outside

Now you can see me face to face

If I didn’t love me

Life wouldn’t consist of this tide

Terrible meaningless

Have to pay too dearly for this

Getting all what fate reserves

Playing Don Quixote often enough

Ha.

Ha

Welcome to suicide day

How I had come to this

Call me beast, call me brute

Beginning was a child’s dream

The end becomes a bitter fate

Ha.

Ha

What I’d do … incarnation

In the end there’s no doom

Keeping madness, isolation

All’s just nothing anymore

Ha.

Ha

Welcome to

Suicide day

Suicide

Ha