Receding Memories
Morals swept out to sea, swaying, in a basket, they sleep
The rain of disgrace will not stop
Even love is destroyed by the heartless mankind
The obligations given to me as I was born
Surely they are the reason for my weakness
It's the color of tears, as memories surround me
Don't you remember?
I want to be the spider that pricks you, then disappears, far away
and people will gather in awe, as the vomiting at night begins
This world that we've created,
The human ideal
What is it? Freedom? Liberty?
There it is, proudly raised in the streets like a banner
"Cheer the godless world," soars this life's decree