Resting by the shadow of the sun
Crescents are stabbed to my heart
Emotions are lost
Humans killed the god
But i don't shed blood to all of these happening
I, stay silent
For the sake of cloves
See myself as nothing
World is passing
I am just watching all along
Saveables go to hell
We are just the audience
But world still passes
Times change
Sometimes a newborn
Sometimes yet to die
Feelings change
Sometimes happy
Sometimes depressive
But remember one thing
By years life is gently taking your soul off of your body
It's a journey to death
Your ashes fly to infinite
However you attribute it
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