Charlotte

It was sitting beneath the shade of graves a person
He watched the hollow circle fly behind
And the tears of blackness that was ever nurtured

These things do not live, they only appear to be endangering
He said he can't be free from the other
He said he can't share the pain of the other

He began to lose slowly two hundred thousand wars
Is nauseous
The re-silenced by the that he embraced

Markin' (parkin')
Toon (toon)