How can we cross a road when there's not a bridge?
How can we cease the fire when water drenched?
Clearly impossible.
Truly fallible.
And as it should always be, all ashes in our story.
Is there any way beyond death per se?
Was it something easy, something strange?
I wished for you to see
What I will never see...
Believe me though, I'll never see.
The soil is losing its strength to hold our roots
There's no way we'll survive this threat
But there's a faith I know won't come to end.
...The faith that would keep us tied until
Tomorrow we'll say goodbye
Today we must learn to cry.
And our hands won't bear no pleasure
Nor our eyes would smile in torture.
It's an explicit crime we're facing
and the judge knows everything
And impunity.
Our crime's a mutiny.
There's no escape from Impunity.
Your impurity...
My hostility.
How do we wash our hands all clean from this?
How do we reverse our suffering?
No more vindication.
We're incrimination.
When everything was Ashes,
Will we ever be redeemed?
Will you ever say your sorries once again...
This goes to my beloved friend long fallen astray... There's not a good difference between the two of us, and there's not even a good goodbye occurred before we said goodbye to each others... It's sad I couldn't save her... Nor she could save me.
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