[ 英詩創作 ] We will meet.

2016年12月12日 16:41
Walked out of the blood-stained storm. The saints were pushed to the limit. Nightless chanting and praising the fall of the era. Humanity lost itself in the shadows of the arena. Nothing is wrong, nothing is wrong. Said with a smile, blood on your hands. Wisdom murdered, bit by bit, to the last minute. Furious again, like I was seventeen. The iron-stained breeze caress my face. Consuming fire, with locks, shuts me in. Digging a pit so I can comfortably rest in. Down we all go, without a trace. A place for broken mind, the name of the canteen. Cut the cord, hold your breath, listen As hope falling out of the place. Gone, gone with the breeze. We will meet, we will meet. As long as there's an end to this. Do not deny what you are being. We will meet, we will meet. In the blood-stained storm. Iron-stained breeze caressing our face Chanting and screaming. Like saints, Pushed to the limit. *Do you see what I have been seeing?
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我覺得我英文要加強了.... 仔細讀懂後再來回你(希望能懂啦 不過我喜歡念起來的感覺XD 亭
When the dust of blood settles and the smoke of iron clears, will you come out? I'd like to request an explanation of the background and motivation of this one if that's fine with you!