The destiny is flying to you so you have to fly too
How could you fly when your predator has cutten off your wings
Listen closely how the voices of your virtue sing
At the rhythm of your tears crashing on the floor
You are a demon locked in heaven or is that what you believe
You really are a shineful moon in the middle of many stars
It's useless because you don't believe that
When a sensitive flower is in the middle of the mood
(Where all the bad wished rot)
I can see a work of art by nature pretending to be a failure
It breaks my heart to see tears in those beautiful eyes
Your lack of wings is in your mind
You will be able to win this fight
For you is hard to say because you can´t look at yourself
No matter what happened or how lost you are
Remember your virtue and how valuable you are
When a sensitive flower is in the middle of the mood
(Where all the bad wished rot)
I can see a work of art by nature pretending to be a failure
When a sensitive flower is in the middle of the mood
(Where all the bad wished rot)
I can see a work of art by nature pretending to be a failure
No matter what happen or how lost you are
Remember your virtue and how valuable you are
You don't deserve that kind of punishment
Don't believe in their lies
Remember where the lotus flower grows
When a sensitive flower is in the middle of the mood
(Where all the bad wished rot)
I can see a work of art by nature pretending to be a failure
When a sensitive flower is in the middle of the mood
(Where all the bad wished rot)
I can see a work of art by nature pretending to be a failure