Kami To Bara (engl)

a little thought
forming the beginning
im not able to sppress
the burgeons of the evil
"let me see the end of your soul"
the false god whispered tenderly and sweetly
we couldnt trust each other
and now im wielding an empty power
it livens up the colour of a dead view
i ask myself since when i always forget
to think of anyone else
the mutual destroying in a small world
theres no hopeful tomorrow
so i surrendered myself to the destruction created by an evil god
a blooming flower which couldn't refuse the colour
due to its clearness
the evil god and roses
we couldnt trust each other
and now im wielding an empty power
this shaking world
moans because of us
when i recognized it, i forget who i am
even now i dont know
the darkness that covers my broken person
is smiling silently
i ask myself since when i always forget
to think of anyone else
the broken heart will never be dressed