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Wednesday, March 3, 2010

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Thanks To Reis For helping out with The Cbox !

Updated Blog Song :
Crimson Camellia By Megurine Luka .

And since the post is so empty ....
Lyrics :

You are Crimson Camellia
Before the sun is rising
dreamt to bloom
beautifully and beautifully surely
But don´t bloom, withered, fell, and rotted
Like a bloody fountain

Your crimes come out
As we live, so must we die
As you commit a crime, so must you received
a punishment
Don´t accept a stupid question
Why, yes..
You scattered..
..In cold blood

I was gonna desperately
become beautiful for them
(Laughed at them)
Still, they smiled gently to me,
for me, for such me
(Don´t look back)

If you say "Need a punishment",
you may rot me so easy
(Your many friends)
But, how will you sublime their desire
instead of me
(Don´t you think so)

I am Crimson Camellia
Not as strong as the meaningless blood rest
on my shoulders
That´s why my body is red
like a blood
That´s why I know pain called "BLOOD"
That´s why I want to lose nobody
You killed..
..In cold blood

I just obeyed common sence
and order for us and them
(Laughed at them)
Moreover, no one criticized me,
threatened me,
kill me
(Don´t look back)

Even if you say
"Wrong that you did",
you don´t punish me
(My many friends)
So, you can sublime never ever
("Their desire" that you say)
Don´t you think so

I am Crimson Camellia

If you called "EVIL", to bleed
That´s just hypocricy
And extremeness of fragileness

You and I are not permitted to violate
The rule of life
No not even all things

Wither when blooming
Fall when withering
Rot when falling
Bud when rotting

Crimson Blood

As we are born, so they bud
As we grow, so they are swelling
(Crimson blood)
As we grown up, so they bloom
As we grow old, so they wither
(Crimson blood)

As we pass out, so they fall
As we die, so they rot
(Crimson blood)
We repeat this
They repeat this too
So, I have taken one flower name

Crimson Blood

As we are born, so they bud
As we grow, so they are swelling
(Crimson blood)
As we grown up, so they bloom
As we grow old, so they wither

(Crimson blood)
As we pass out, so they fall
As we die, so they rot
(Crimson Camellia)
Can bud with them again some other time
Please bloom together then

My name is..

3/03/2010 02:10:00 AM