The
calm of the mining pond
The
rain came to wash away the sad sin
A
life lost in the water of bad spirits
Catching
the unbelievable souls
There
it is in the sun
The
rumbling has gone
The
calm of the mining pond
A
life sacrifice a stupid act to fall
When
the wind whoring in circle
The
ripples painting patterns
The
running little waves
Telling
there is the calm before the storm
The
mining pond of bad spirits
They
will lure the unbelievable souls
They
let them see the way beyond
The
painting of colorful scores....
But
it is the souls of death
Waiting
in the dark water
The
changing of guards
The
bad spirits want to go
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