Puniceus Rosetum 歌词

The storms came early this year as a sign of imminence to wipe away the signs of spring and brought with them the grey days and granted rain upon the tired arms of ours The Angel has yet to spread her wings For the hour's not yet here Dreaming of fields of red roses and awaiting the fall... But only too late did the storms come unable to wash away the blood that has been shed for men for they are the lost and they know not their lot leaving a last summer spent in anticipation So it is the blessing of earth that soaks us now in these days of late so we can bask once more in the deliverance of life And breathe the rain in as the Angel spreads her wings... red, divine and dreams of the fall "There is one more last day One more piece of normalcy A last chance to finish those things left incomplete And find the way and for those that have the presence of mind can dream of the fall"