Lyric added by: PadelThe intention is clear, I stare... with this left hand, unable to be worded
Everytime I bleed, there lies the reason to live... And I discorver words being so vivid and bright
Even loved ones scatter like petals from flowers in my hand
So even if I engraved the meaning that I lived in my hand, it will only be known as flowers of vanity
the final
One by one it multiplies... why be a sad bait?
Deep within the hell of my heart... I can't go back
A self-torture loser, not being able to see tomorrow
Suicide is the proof of life
Even loved ones scatter like petals from flowers in my hand
So even if I engraved the meaning that I lived in my hand, the petals will just scatter as flowers of vanity
So I can't live
What's lost can't be born again
A song that's not even seeking the proof of living
Let's put an end... the final
Let's bloom flowers of attempted suicide...
[from "Withering to death" booklet]
Dead video.
DIR EN GREY's unique style is definitely worthy of praise
