かつて、この世界を愛し
この世界の仲間達と共に過ごした人々へ
再び集いしこの時を捧ぐ
sometimes i do think,
there is something tragically beautiful in the worlds, gone..
in the ones, who failed them, in the ones who let be forgotten.
there is an indescribably eternal sadness in that.
if i ever let myself feeling it all, i would have died.
because of its pain, you can not be over even once.
i have seen the worlds, dying and lost.
the time i thought it is the end for myself too.
how i was mistaken.
// in the name of all the children, who will never advent.
inspired by Final Fantasy 7. which is breathtaking sad
in being truthful about all the ever coming to an end worlds.
. by the way, the japanese in use there is close to heian.
we do not use these forgotten words anymore but that is.
that is the language, i want to speak as easy as breathing.