Mystery of mysteries, a lifeless body,
Symbols and hope layer upon each other endlessly,
The one that gave me form and color,
Has a twisted heart of crimson and azure.
Endlessly endless, where am I?
A momentary moment disturbs me, though I close my eyes,
Those lost words I once believed in
Now fade away and are cast off, beyond the sky.
Ah...to me...my very own...soul...
The world spins round, reflecting in the depths of my dolls eyes
My despair is mirrored in those two eyes
Now, born; now, dormant
This fleeting world is like play-acting, just a transient container
Fate is fate; it cannot be resisted
The meetings and partings, endlessly repeat
The place I've journeyed to the ends of time to find,
Is the place where reality sinks into the darkness
Painful, aching tears flow,
The moment after our bodies touched,
I felt a trembling trepidation, for the memory
In the stream of eternity, flowed and faded away
Aa...this sadness...which blurs into...something unseen...
I am a doll
A perfect doll
My heart is my own to do with as I please
So, I won't allow it
No matter what she says, I won't allow it
I don't want to ... allow it
Even though this thread that controls me is cut-
Don't go, please don't go, stay connected to me-
My dolls live in an ever-changing world that admits no understanding
Certainly, in a space between dream and reality.
Now, born; now, ending
This is the cradle into which the universe's young rage overflows
The end is the end, without forgiveness
Though my words and feelings are in disarray,
Meanings and definitions are all dismantled,
In the miracle where past is bound to future
With just my thoughts and passions,
Progress and destruction continue forever
No matter how much I praise these fleeting days,
The smiling face I loved will be gone tomorrow
Ah...this deep sorrow...from which I...will never heal...
Ah...this unseen joy...that I will...keep hidden...
Ah...to me...my very own...soul...
Symbols and hope layer upon each other endlessly,
The one that gave me form and color,
Has a twisted heart of crimson and azure.
Endlessly endless, where am I?
A momentary moment disturbs me, though I close my eyes,
Those lost words I once believed in
Now fade away and are cast off, beyond the sky.
Ah...to me...my very own...soul...
The world spins round, reflecting in the depths of my dolls eyes
My despair is mirrored in those two eyes
Now, born; now, dormant
This fleeting world is like play-acting, just a transient container
Fate is fate; it cannot be resisted
The meetings and partings, endlessly repeat
The place I've journeyed to the ends of time to find,
Is the place where reality sinks into the darkness
Painful, aching tears flow,
The moment after our bodies touched,
I felt a trembling trepidation, for the memory
In the stream of eternity, flowed and faded away
Aa...this sadness...which blurs into...something unseen...
I am a doll
A perfect doll
My heart is my own to do with as I please
So, I won't allow it
No matter what she says, I won't allow it
I don't want to ... allow it
Even though this thread that controls me is cut-
Don't go, please don't go, stay connected to me-
My dolls live in an ever-changing world that admits no understanding
Certainly, in a space between dream and reality.
Now, born; now, ending
This is the cradle into which the universe's young rage overflows
The end is the end, without forgiveness
Though my words and feelings are in disarray,
Meanings and definitions are all dismantled,
In the miracle where past is bound to future
With just my thoughts and passions,
Progress and destruction continue forever
No matter how much I praise these fleeting days,
The smiling face I loved will be gone tomorrow
Ah...this deep sorrow...from which I...will never heal...
Ah...this unseen joy...that I will...keep hidden...
Ah...to me...my very own...soul...