THE FOG

Wearing slippers Cinderella slowly from the thick fog thick walked

You do not want to see in the dim behind them dirty looks refitted by neighborhood

I saw one I get rich around Cinderella's carriage to attend doomsday-like revelry saw the youth walk final

Who polishes this world so ambiguous and unclear Whoever takes the oath I cherish honor has changed so cheap chips in the solemn face of the world to spend?

In the end Who gave you the inspiration to survive so naked so mercilessly so dirty

I live in hell'S  kitchen with cockroaches as ugly when I see these small guys and most vital they do survive in the place has the most vigorous

You see tentacles throughout do not see in every corner of God you can not help but admire them not to waste some food into dead things to life again

All the things you have been eating into your escape Whether you like it or not

Tonight I look outside the window to see I was familiar with the dense fog enveloped the world I am satisfied

Finally do not have to see these night even if the dirty and ashamed by God to rest

What you want is survive? OK has been a lot of heroes you do not consciously carrying the dead for the crime

Sky is to fly the same place like this wall detention life I never met has been unable to ignore the reality of despair where you are bound to see the change

How dispersed to the fog of real life love forgiveness or punishment I see besides myself are what is the truth then I lie?

穿着水晶鞋的灰姑娘 慢慢从浓浓的 厚重的雾中走来

你不想看到在朦胧的背后 她们在肮脏的街区换装的样子

我看到一个个我身边的灰姑娘 坐上富人的马车 去参加末日般的狂欢 目送走最后的青春

谁把这世界打磨得如此暧昧和朦胧 谁把我所珍惜的誓言 荣耀 都变做廉价的筹码放到庄重的世界面前去挥霍？

到底谁给你的灵感 去生存得如此赤裸 如此无情 如此肮脏

我生活在地狱的厨房 每天与蟑螂为伴 当我看到这些丑陋的小家伙们 最有生命力 他们不美 却生存得最旺盛

触角遍及你看得到看不到的每个角落 你不能不佩服他们 神不浪费一点食物 把死的东西再变成生命

你所有的东西都被人蚕食着 你逃不掉 不管你愿意不愿意

今夜我望向窗外 看到我熟悉的世界被浓雾笼罩 我感到满足

终于不用看到这些夜幕下的肮脏 就算借着神的羞耻 且休息一下

你们所要的 不就是生存么？ OK 已经有很多英雄背负你们不自觉的罪死去

天空是希望飞翔的地方 同样也像禁锢生命的墙 这个永不满足的我 始终无法忽视对现实的绝望 凡是你所见的 都必然会变

怎样拨开生命的迷雾 去真正的爱 宽恕或是惩罚 我看到的 除了我自己 都是真理 那么我是什么 谎言么？