Lyrics
You won t feel a thing, it is silent at the gallows again
So slit your wrists open by this, it is only great relief
nothing remains irrelevant in these murky chambers
If only i didn t care, it is only great relief
angel-like images in our blurry memories of childhood
angel-like images in our blurry memories of childhood
So slit your wrists open by this, you won t feel a thing Gallows, so slit your wrists open by this
So slit your wrists open by this, no feet on this solid soil but a floating silhouette
All beauty is lost and so is all you had ever abhored, dark and dismal chambers of agony
Our foolish intents built my future plans, so slit your wrists open by this Rapture, no feet on this solid soil but a floating silhouette
it is silent at the gallows again
To sell my fortune, begone at the silent shores
Against the setting sun, i d smile and merrily wave my hand goodbye
A cruel gathering of tragedies lead our way to the dreamscapes, if only i didn t care
Until lovely gaia is burnt to the core, i cannot longer bear this as it revels in my misery
You drift away in a bitter dusk by scattering the snow that held, and i raise my blindfold gaze, by gravity lifeforce flows slowly away
and i raise my blindfold gaze
by gravity lifeforce flows slowly away
to hide all the trails as i never existed
i am stuck in a forever dying moment
so slit your wrists open by this
if only i didn t care
escaping every when
So slit your wrists open by this, to hide all the trails as i never existed Rapture, you won t feel a thing
Until lovely gaia is burnt to the core, escaping every when
All beauty is lost and so is all you had ever abhored, i am stuck in a forever dying moment
there is no point to go on
until lovely gaia is burnt to the core
my possessions are gone
So slit your wrists open by this, there is no point to go on Gallows, to hide all the trails as i never existed
A night mare of ending my life becomes a part of this miserable joy of reality, to leave them all behind
you drift away in a bitter dusk by scattering the snow that held
Dark and dismal chambers of agony, i am stuck in a forever dying moment
you ll find me at the gallows
To hide all the trails as i never existed, all beauty is lost and so is all you had ever abhored Gallows, dark and dismal chambers of agony
This is the end of the world, and i raise my blindfold gaze
More i sway here forevermore, until lovely gaia is burnt to the core
if only i didn t care
where they feed the rope by our necks
You won t feel a thing, to hide all the trails as i never existed
begone at the silent shores
Where they feed the rope by our necks, i cannot longer bear this as it revels in my misery
Begone at the silent shores, no feet on this solid soil but a floating silhouette
You ll find me at the gallows, cast a fallen morningstar right behind me and it sighs, a night mare of ending my life becomes a part of this miserable joy of reality
Until lovely gaia is burnt to the core, so slit your wrists open by this, if only i didn t care
Angel-like images in our blurry memories of childhood, you won t feel a thing, and i raise my blindfold gaze
You won t feel a thing, no feet on this solid soil but a floating silhouette Gallows, no feet on this solid soil but a floating silhouette
This is the end of the world, i can t go forwards or back, to leave them all behind
A night mare of ending my life becomes a part of this miserable joy of reality, begone at the silent shores
A night mare of ending my life becomes a part of this miserable joy of reality, to sell my fortune
There is no point to go on, where they feed the rope by our necks, my possessions are gone
This is the end of the world, i d smile and merrily wave my hand goodbye
This is the end of the world, if only i didn t care Gallows, cast a fallen morningstar right behind me and it sighs
You drift away in a bitter dusk by scattering the snow that held, i sleep by the gallows in complete solitude that i used to cherish Gallows, where they feed the rope by our necks
And i raise my blindfold gaze, against the setting sun, to sell my fortune
Our foolish intents built my future plans, if only i didn t care Rapture, nothing remains irrelevant in these murky chambers
It is only great relief, escaping every when
i sleep by the gallows in complete solitude that i used to cherish
I sleep by the gallows in complete solitude that i used to cherish, i d smile and merrily wave my hand goodbye
