Pounding heart
thumping head...
F ools and kings are passing by.
O ld man's hanging on the wire...
I'll carve my name on a gravestone,
I wanted to see how it'd look...
Gripping so tightly to steal your only breath,
Holding on densely are the Chains of Death...
Black wings,
Mark our white skies...
I'm a rose...
Who's world turns it back...
New times have come
and they brought...
This cycle of life and death
The glorious hunter of my faith...
Wolf-girl
She runs so swift and silent...
All the tears that I have shed......
How I wish I were dead...
Linger longer, dearheart mine,
And warm me with your form...
Two worlds of thought,
Converge on one axis...