The Oblivion

Do sleep securely calmed from love or hate? Does a dream wonder everlasting step? Full moon still stays glassy in the air And the roads seem are getting forever. I know they plays the soft tones, but they only show the crucial one Now I'm in the edge of the shadow I just confused to walk under the sun And i wonder how am i supposed to fire an arrow To say that i want to fall apart alone To the pieces that's deep into the shallow. I still agree to stay 'till dawn of my twilight And i still agree to smile 'till dark of my sight I'd promise the flawness to take on Just let me wither and be the oblivion.