I was contented then by the embrace of gloominess
Satisfied by the silence played in a chasm
Still, there's the yearning of a better mask
A chance to see a better view
Not just behind cloaks to conceal emotions
Not just allowing myself to be hoodwinked
Up to an age of forever
Now light had been finally granted
But it's too bright to show the words of my eyes
Too glaring to notice the songs of the soul
It blinded my willingness to be free
For the truth holds me back every time I tried
Too foolish to believe in a living sweet nightmare
I return to my own shadow
Back to where I belong
I would sing again my melancholic quietness
Dance with my chosen curse...
For brightness is too innocent
I won't let go...
Even though all this time,
I was already left... alone.
-- Avril Fortuna --
