October

it is the month of wishing.

there are thousands to wish for

the playing melody behind it

supporting its imagination

encrypting illusions

what should be written

the day passes by once

with time too short

and this head for a running

not a stop for the surface

keep on swimming

find your wish

for the day that will never come back

find your wish

grip on it

and survive massacres

think about the day that you win over Chaos

feel upon trillions of heart that had suffer

and dissolves in a sudden victory

grasp upon that colour

them who will paint your future

plan it well.