Divine Adam

What if the rose were to lose its thorn

Because its wings couldn't fly?

It's such an alternate universe...it's such a stride

For what on earth is the perfect world

When all is taken away and driven?

And whoa...what a worthless peach

That grows on a divine tree

Such art possesses an aimless war

Because hearts aren't ready to grow

Such a divine Adam plagues on top of the world

This is a celebration for thieves

You steal my heart, yet you run away

Emotions fly off the handle...I cannot take this anymore

A rotten apple tree and a solemn rose

Holding up leisure

In front of my heart;

What if trauma needs therapy?

What if flowers were never meant to be real?

For what we really see is an illusion,

An illusion of the heart...

And it's so complex and deep

The peacefulness we will never keep

My divine Adam has gone off the rails

What peaceful villain is an allure?

For my heart is given to many eyes

Such windows are drawn to more

Let us proceed with such illusion

The vision that is true

What air of maze do we see this course?

What vital heart is turned?

And shall we adjourn

As we listen to the verdict?

For I'd like to decide my fate elsewise

True intentions believe to be different

As truant eyes begin to fall...

I wonder about the willingness of this course,

I wonder about this life in June

As we suffer badly the mistakes of this world

The world of many nations, the world of discourse

Oh what solid case do we have

In the mess of this civil war?

For the war of the roses are fieldly

I wonder about my troubling woes...

Oh tell me what letter do you bind

Around the roses that weep

For inside this box I jeopardize

The many roses of the world

Oh divine Adam...what war do you seek?

For intensely I am dismayed

I hold my heart in error band

The heart you stole, the heart you grieve

I write my woes in every way

For love is the trigger of the world

Divine Adam is locked in chains

I can't avoid this forever...what lovely weather

What song do you sing in the grace of a feather?

My love, my love; my divine Adam

I am entangled in your mistress's affair.