So this is the tide
So this is the sound
of something crashing eternally
like the heart within the breast of the one you love
This is the night
These are the stars
This is the moon, so High
Imitating that of which we could never understand
Envious, but proud
Wrathful to the Waves,
gentle to us, Man
This is War
This is the sound...
Of waves of men
clashing
Eternally within their dreams
These are the nights
with the screaming
Forever in their dreams
This is the blood moon
Peering
Reflecting that that has been shed on earth
Imitating the human,
our wrath
Staining that water
Sinister to us, Man
This is our "nature"
to imitate the wave
to go against the tide
to crash
to destroy
But to be as we are I assume,
like the heart that beats in the chest of that lover
Who's smile declares
War, love, tide, and moon
No matter what:
I love you
I have perhaps stumbled, but at least you stayed.
I have at least forgotten
What it was meant by what I said
but...
you are here
the war wages on,
But the moon, it is strong
~ya, I would find it incredible if anyone understood this number. this is kinda for me, you know, to get it out. Sometimes to get rid of the pressure, well it can save. An the war of love is a frightful one <3~
