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2020.12.04.

Witch Hat

Rocking chair in a hut in a deep foggy forest
Soothes the swaying trees
A man in a top hat who is silent looks like a smoke
 
Rotating eyeballs and nightly wandering streets
The people of Karasui who seem to be lost are far away
The witch's forest invites you to bind and scatter
 
It seems that I was fascinated to stop it, and I was restrained
Those who keep their sanity are stunned and have a terrifying and glossy tone
There is also a ridicule, it's like a witch's hunting ground
 
But this is a really dangerous disease
Shioume is spicy even for clinicians
A scary Twilight ghost
Being fucked by a belief and losing the ego
Crazy spices on browned suspicions
Evil thought rule
Only a little until hatred and anger cover ...
 
Unknowingly buzzing, Hitoshi turns inside out
Feelings similar to the secrets that overflow from the depths of the boiling pot
The flowers wither and flutter and squeak like a rusty music box
un deux trois In the whirlpool being sucked in
 
Invisible thread that should have been tied Easy to get entangled
By the time I noticed it, after making a popping sound
 
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A heartless top hat, its eyes are not that of humans
A struggle for the unknown truth that should not be mentioned
Invading the inviolable, melting the fear and terrifying when you reach it
The end of the door that opens facing each other as if you were looking at a real mansion
A ruthless musical instrument laughs like a witch's carnival
 
Large halls lined with unmelted candles
A familiar doll in a glass case
An illusion that doesn't exist grows up quickly
There is no confusing compassion.
Devil's silhouette no longer attached
 
Massacre, MoMo Motherfu ** in ¥ Witch
No reason needed Give me your precious Everything
Enma-sama's tongue-free Akanbe for clever spelling
Advance is like an arrow Swiftly, Shifty Witches
A cappella screaming and a chorus of death demons
Bloody focus To the Lord looking down
 
Do you like roses for the flowers for your hands?
Hunt fluttering Carefully peel off as if caressed
Pitiful and speculatively danced
Barren and unfortunate waltz Let's end
 
Bloody and fleshly tragedy It comes to an end without any worries
The heart of a person dominated by suspicion and speculation is extremely fragile
What is illness? Sublimation by the time you even feel the lovelessness
Ask yourself what an illness is.
 
The truth that pierces the incompatible front and back is ruthless
The last that no one wants on the fluttering board
Dedicate a poem that tells a story Unravel when the buzzing forest sleeps
sept huit neuf An epilogue that no one knows
 
2018.04.12.

Moon

We are dust after all like stardust, so I tell you frankly
No escape, Now or never
The root never changes, the reason for singing
Is it for someone else, not me? No…
I just want to sing to feel good and die, it’s a hybrid of self-satisfaction and egoism
For those who still listen to me, here’s my genuine 'thank you'
I’m happy because my voice reaches somewhere at least although it’s not too loud
I don’t have the confidence to be the sun to shed light on everyone
But maybe I can be the moon that eases your twisted heart?
You may be hiding and listening to me secretly, hesitant to take the first step
Whenever you feel you want to, I’ll be waiting under the mirror ball
 
Why are you squeezing yourself there?
Don’t be afraid, come closer (You & I, session)
I’ll wait for you (All we gotta do is to connect the melodies)
It may not be your ideal, but come to me any time, you know
There may be sad, miserable days. If your heart is having a lingering shower,
Listen to me, like taking shelter. It’s a temporary showcase
Mixing the sound instead of liquor. Even a child can immerse
It’s foolish to alternate joy and sorrow all the time, but I can’t help but love it
Using my awkward kindness that sometimes hurts myself as an excuse for not saying that word
Tangled up in a twisted negative loop
I can only find a place to live by this clumsy way
When no one understands you, rather than being depressed take a look at the fake moon*
 
Why are you squeezing yourself there?
Don’t be afraid, come closer (You & I, session)
I’ll wait for you (All we gotta do to connect the melodies)
It may not be your ideal, but come to me any time, you know
 
Like a bird in a cage, feeling deadly and smothered
You can’t just stare at the candle melting down
That flame is time, or a life. If you can spread your wings,
even that fake moon in a tiny planetarium is fine
 
Say yeah! Singin’ in the moonlight...
 
It’s not guaranteed to be there all the time
So please let me listen to you before I lose it
In your own voice, say my name, under the moonlight
 
Why are you squeezing yourself there?
Don’t be afraid, come closer (You & I, session)
I’ll wait for you (All we gotta do to connect the melodies)
It may not be your ideal, but come to me any time, you know
 
Say yeah! Singin’ in the moonlight…
 
2017.10.02.

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