the GazettE - IN BLOSSOM
Original Title : IN BLOSSOM
Signification du Titre: En floraison
Artiste : the GazettE
Lyrics : RUKI
Album : BEAUTIFUL DEFORMITY
English Translation:
Wasted
huge respect to you
I believed initial
I was about to be deceived
What garbage!
why so serious?
I believed it all
Which is a true face?
Ties of blood
Rain of abuse
It's finished now
My left behind hands decaying, those days I'm seizing nothing...
Counting pain with my broken fingers, like I can't forget it
I need a meaning to live for
An idea which will take roots in my mind
Nothing changes even if I die
Hashing with my rusted wings
The unexpected Ties of blood
Are mixed with red hatred
I change despair into hope
I break you and get hope
And let the wounds I count perish
Painting in dazzling, doesn't it bloom beautifully?
My day which starts late, makes me sure of everything...
Until this wound becomes the trace
Sleeping inside a cradle
My ideal can't disappear totally...
Reflecting in a revolving lantern... Darkness which plays with Hell
A color dropped in my unraveled hair is way different from the ideal I drew
My head which get dirty in vain, where's the paradise where we fly and fall to finally?
I change despair into hope
I break you and get hope
The wounds I count won't get reached, whatever they're tear or ache...
No need even to try healing or getting them decay anymore...
Painting in dazzling, doesn't it bloom beautifully?
My day which starts late, makes me sure of everything...
Until this wound becomes the trace
Sleeping inside a cradle
My ideal can't disappear totally...
Reflecting in a revolving lantern... Darkness which plays with Hell
I change despair into hope
I break you and get hope
huge respect to you
I believed initial
I was about to be deceived
What garbage!
why so serious?
I believed it all
Which is a true face?
Ties of blood
Rain of abuse
It's finished now
My left behind hands decaying, those days I'm seizing nothing...
Counting pain with my broken fingers, like I can't forget it
I need a meaning to live for
An idea which will take roots in my mind
Nothing changes even if I die
Hashing with my rusted wings
The unexpected Ties of blood
Are mixed with red hatred
I change despair into hope
I break you and get hope
And let the wounds I count perish
Painting in dazzling, doesn't it bloom beautifully?
My day which starts late, makes me sure of everything...
Until this wound becomes the trace
Sleeping inside a cradle
My ideal can't disappear totally...
Reflecting in a revolving lantern... Darkness which plays with Hell
A color dropped in my unraveled hair is way different from the ideal I drew
My head which get dirty in vain, where's the paradise where we fly and fall to finally?
I change despair into hope
I break you and get hope
The wounds I count won't get reached, whatever they're tear or ache...
No need even to try healing or getting them decay anymore...
Painting in dazzling, doesn't it bloom beautifully?
My day which starts late, makes me sure of everything...
Until this wound becomes the trace
Sleeping inside a cradle
My ideal can't disappear totally...
Reflecting in a revolving lantern... Darkness which plays with Hell
I change despair into hope
I break you and get hope
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