I want to enter infinity

Go back to myself,

The autumn waters of my soul

It's in full bloom,

Maybe it's too late to go back.

Ah, I'm dying among you!

Because you suffocate me.

I want to tighten the silk thread around me.

End the chaos!

Full of confusion,

You're at a loss,

So as to move in my own direction.

Run away

exist

I used to have curly black hair,

They don't know where they are buried.

There used to be a pair of clear eyes like a stream,

Before sadness became my guest,

There used to be red, white and shell-colored hands,

But labor has exhausted their whiteness.

One day the last one will come,

He would roll his empty eyes,

Hanging down on my short body

He will abandon all my death.

Death will breathe deeply into my soul.

Drink forever.

Sexual nerve

After a hot day.

No night belongs to us ...

Tuberose dyed herself red with my blood,

Their calyx is burning with a blazing flame!

Tell me, does your soul cry at night,

When it wakes up from a terrible sleep,

Like a wild bird crying all night.

The whole world is red,

Just like the soul of a huge life is bleeding.

My heart groans like the pain of hunger,

Death is staring at the bloody ghost eyes!

Tell me, does your soul also lament at night,

Surrounded by the rich aroma of tuberose,

And gnawing at the nerves of colorful dreams.

muddled

The star was frightened and pale.

Escape from my lonely sky,

Black eyes at midnight

Look closer and closer.

In this dead loneliness

I'll never find myself again,

On the grey night of primitive fear

I feel a few worlds away from myself.

I hope the pain throbs.

You can throw me down cruelly

Suddenly drag me to your side!

I hope the creator's impulse

You can put me back.

My mother's hometown.

My mother's hometown is empty,

There are no more roses there.

Open in warm breath.

..... I want to have someone I like,

Bury yourself in his body.

Song of Eve

Because of the fermented soil, the air is salty.

The bare March Woods are full of longing.

Just like you.-Ah, I wish I were spring,

All fairy tales bloom around you.

I hope my strength is not dead!

I had to endure the pain that followed,

My red heart.

Has been torn by the rumbling sky.

You feel calm,

Your eyes are two mornings,

Your tousled blonde hair on your forehead.

It glows red, as if the sun is spraying it.

But you were fired like me,

Because you came to the land of my soul,

At that time, the happiness of knowledge day was shouted from the heart.

And the extreme fear of enjoying this happiness.