In the east…
My black-shining sun is rising

Reflections of consciousness
Appearing in several forms
Locked up by [bad word] 
Eaten the bitter corns
Perform the art of happiness
Unseen is the drowning tear
Hiding behind my face of joy
My mascot could be fear

I don’t see a reason why
I don’t have the chance to cry
I didn’t know the words that answer
I can’t reach the illusive dancer

Above my head…
My black-shining sun still shines

Take a look inside my head
You’ll see feelings that I’ve hidden
grey blur rests inside my head
As emotions reach their climax

This place called life
puzzle I [bad word] 
It means nothing to me
If nobody can concrete

Sunset in the west
It’s color is turning to dark