When wounds of the heart reside,
Can surface salves truly hide?
When wounds of the heart reside,
Can surface salves truly hide?
Fools they are, this burning core,
Who quench the ache with tear-soaked shore.
Fools they are, this burning core,
Who quench the ache with tear-soaked shore.
Ah, ah, ah, ah...
Yet bloom, O Master, where you see,
Now grace the branch, a blossoming decree.
Embrace, and find the bamboo's stain...
?? remains.
Embrace, and find the bamboo's stain...
?? remains.
She is the slumber in the eye,
The ?? that the eyes espy,
She is the slumber in the eye,
The ?? that the eyes espy,
As longing shapes, it takes its form,
The echo rings within the storm.
As longing shapes, it takes its form,
The echo rings within the storm.
Ah, ah, ah...
Her reign proclaims, desire alight,
Rejoice and find the radiant light.
Ah, ah, ah...
Her reign proclaims, desire alight,
Rejoice and find the radiant light.
Who grasps, shall lose what they possess,
Who gives, shall find true blessedness.
Who grasps, shall lose what they possess,
Who gives, shall find true blessedness.
When wounds of the heart reside,
Can surface salves truly hide?
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