Born from young maiden's hair
& watered by children's tears.
The tree is rising about ghosts,
And its leaves will never fall.
Once the sky was full of flames,
The sinister rain
left the fields stained
& the cherry blossoms
were all whitened
By the souls of blameless ones.
Prophecies in my dreams,
Dark rain forming black streams.
When I'm waking up
I can still feel it
The deadly rain all over me.
Autumn harvest is here,
Time of the greatest loss
Take your final glance now.
Prophecies in my dreams
Dark rain forming abysmal streams
I dream of the dree
And the spirits around it
Looking calm, still crying for it all.
(Autumn rain is here)
Time of the greatest loss
Take your final glance now.
As it was once told
Flames appeared in the nightly skies
Above this old town.
We were the ones
To guard you all,
to soothe your pain... In pain..
Prophecy's in my dreams,
I've foreseen the day would come
The city's dead, so few survive
We have always been here
'Round the cherry tree
Trying to comfort you all... in pain.
©infj-loki
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