God, I’m tired looking

full wing injury

for centuries tried to reveal your whereabouts

where the ambush, was also met

Oh the mind, lover seekers

This longing wine

delivered at the peak of ecstasy

I also love hurt

God, I tired to avoid you

how precisely the arrow from you

my eyes hurt

you just can not see

Oh that was born, the face painter

You are getting closer

two or more arcs

ah, no

neck veins were already exceeded

yes, yes very right arrow from you

I also love hurt

God,

I’m tired looking

I tired to avoid you

then, do not heal my love