Further Ahead of Warp

Painted all and spit out
Stare at the air in the sound of rain
A song & sleep to unknown you
Reach out and doubt my lips

A crooked oath I write with my bare hand
I turn my eyes away and write solitude
Hold hands with a shapeless shadow
And it always sways us to crush

The end of the day pops with the constant
Wind and points its finger

Erase all and swallow
Cleanse my mind under the sound of wind
Connect the line that cuts me dead
Wait for the quiet and peaceful tomorrow

Ahead of the absent life and the erased voice
The secret of value goes freely
The blank is colorless
Hopes flash deep inside the opened eyes
I refuse them

Conveyed the beloved words and eyes
And the fading piece is sinking
Run on the laid out road to a dead end
Admit a lot, make the all clear sight
As my raison d'etre
Nameless mind
My feeling rides on the scene...