Number Six

Sin goes along the curve distortion of hand
There is no sense of the fuckin fingertip
Leaving only a dull sense
Dual Personality is eliminated from the tip of the cold finger

I remember only that did pull the trigger against gravity
It was the beginning of all things

You hands is evidence

Red will continue to erode in the desert
I Gerbera lying and pulsing
Shadow of a girl and two contrasting
You had been defended by the ten commandments
Finish it anymore
You hands is evidence

Salvation that was written on a piece of paper is not anywhere

I wanna break the silence
Forty-five will also take away my feel
I wanna break the silence
Forty-five will also take away her shadows

I know the time is irrecoverable
Only regret is colored deep in my heart
The time, the answer, of emptiness, a desire
I was messed up at the end of the sorrow and
The light emitted from the fingertip was cut through the silence

Forty-five will also take away her shadows

I wanna break the silence
Forty-five will also take away my feel
I wanna break the silence
I've got to end the fake glory