Камуи-кун, поругаешь, хоть немного, а?

Акварель, пастель



The wheels of soul inside my heart are stopped.

They never will be run forever more.

I’m broken, I’m betrayed and I’m dropped.

I’m lost in the labyrinth and can not find the door.



The wheels of soul inside my heart are dead,

And I’m already lost inside my mind.

My wings are broken. World around is melt.

I can not breath with lunges, that not alive.