Karma burns away, unseen
brandishing the days of hesitation
I await a light that will never reach me
The chains gave off a dull gleam

Will we be able to fall asleep entwined like this?
It is where the blossomed flowers go as their colors pale
Where am I going, pulled along like this?
The lullaby gives off a sorrowful scent

Swept away by the waves that draw in and recede
Allow me wounds that will not remain in my memory

The kindness that passes me by is too painful
(My last song tasted of death)
Even the tears that brought us together have dried
(My last dream was tinged with death’s colors)
It’s ironic how much the echoing lullaby
resembles the newborn cry from long ago
Gentle and warm in its cruelty

The flames vanish, unseen
They illuminated the song I sang to you
I await a journey I won’t return from
The chains give off a dull shine

Will we be able to sleep entwined like this?
It is where the flowers go as their transience bears fruit
Where am I going, pulled along like this?
The lullaby spoken by a presence

Burned out, I am imprisoned by the stars
Destroying the dreams that leave nothing in my memories

By the time I realize everything, it is too late
(My last song tasted of death)
Even the tears we shed in understanding are not enough
(My last dream was tinged with death’s colors)
The echoing lullaby regains its true meaning at the end of life
Gentle and warm in its complexity

My soul is faint and wavering
What am I still waiting for?

The kindness that passes me by is too painful
(My last song tasted of death)
Even the tears that brought us together have dried
(My last dream was tinged with death’s colors)
It’s ironic how much the echoing lullaby
resembles the newborn cry from long ago
Gentle and warm in its cruelty