Sanoja: Fate Thirteen. Things Will Never Be The Way They Were Before. Preminition Of Our Final Burden.
LET ME IN MELODY SINGING IN PIECES
To satisfaction, to reconcile in a single note
That rolls off the tip of my tongue
Commence the death of my desire
Tomorrow fades into midnight skies
A finch brings our final burden
My satisfaction lives in one soul
One soul to set another free
A bitter peace - a call for war
This mistake pending on my lips
A virtual injection of pleasure
What burns inside will stand forever fast
Things Will Never Be The W
Fate Thirteen