Murder Was the Case
We have an unequal fingers
You can't separate the marriage fingers
When the fingers are folded and fastened.
We've waited so long before it was murdered.
The stars did it, the moon caused the fight.
I arise now but not without tears in my eyes.
Murder was the case of our love
Who murdered the atmosphere? I can't tell
But the ingrediate of my love was seen
Roaming the street when it forbidden for humans.
It was arrested and imprisoned, later was murdered.
Who murdered our faith, I can't tell but soon
All shall be over when the new moon appear.
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