She falls along the steps that lead her.
I’ll crawl along this glass while bleeding.
If jealously was a knife, we’d all be dead.
Oh unfaithful, when will you find what you’re looking for?

Never, she cries out forever.
She never called out your name.
I’ve witnessed this before.
She needs to, she needs you.

The death, the crucifixion!!
The death, the crucifixion!!

There is no headlight, turn them all out tonight.
She turns around to her side, never again to notice,
Anything from anyone, there is no headlight.

Father, part the clouds in the sky;
For I am to see the cities of gold, cities of gold;
So beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful!!

for the memory of the 2233 morning in which I couldn’t express my feelings.


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