Under the red moon How many have hung tonight?
single petal It devours through the unmatched skin The snake goes deep inside to reach the flesh
The petals scatter in fleetingly upside down do you even remember? The night begins and it makes a stir
The color gold It [bad word] the spider with thorns ravishing the memories as dizziness lures itself
Bloody baby and sacrifice
The color gold It [bad word] the spider with thorns ravishing the memories as dizziness lures itself
Dancing sadly as if it were about to vanish Even the cherry blossom tree, what you hear in the background is…
Dead beginnings and squirms