Lunar -

Fall into the immature sense

Fly fast to all things unsure, around

Unpretending risk i took that night

Darkness surrounds in pleasure

Drown into an insecure sound

Those eyes of nocturnal

Bring us through the ground

To a hardest round, gives a cure

Fly fast

Fall crash

Fall into the immature sense

Fly fast to all things unsure

Around

Darkness surrounds in pleasure

I’m out of line earlier

I never touched you

Never talk to you

This early year

I’m saving

Another feeling

And light blinding