a winter labyrinth

[townmusician]

断ち切るしかないんだろ
注いだ冬は心のラビリンス
後戻りなんて出来ないから
やりきるしかないんだろ
黒い気持ちと手を繋いだって構わない
抱きしめたっていいh

I have to break free
This pouring winter is my heart's labyrinth
I can't go back anymore, so
I have to finish this
I don't care if you took my hand with dark motives
I want you to hold me close

Comments

[prozaic]

Death is not a dance in this context. You're fine with dying, yes, I understand. I have died over and over in my time, and am hurtling towards a final one.

But what does that have to do with you not putting in effort for a performance?

Nevermind, don't answer that. You think about it for yourself. [Then he goes off to follow the shadow.]