Come and touch the feel of the heat going throu' my mind
Come and touch and don't be scared
If it's bleeding

Carry your heart to where you sense the cry comes from
Carry your heart till the end

Message #9

Harmony-loving Vocalist
歌いま~す (／▽＼)♪

"There is no sound in it. The lover fallen into paranoia. A road freely extending and contracting. Abruised dream box. A Dive of generation. A heat cried, and then is fixed. The birth of fake and the end of it are simultaneously. A carnival one has been longing for."

Message #9

David Esteban Castro