Behind the sea what there will be ?
A smooth sailing, or shall we flee ?
wisdom always says, "just wait and see"
Land is a rosy garden biting you with bees
Behind the mountain what will be found ?
A green peaceful island, or will we hit the ground
life is a fighting match, each will win a round
But don't you put your hand in the mouth of a hound
Behind the moon what will we get ?
A shiny wishing stars, or nothing but regret
Future is so mysterious, cheer up a little bit
Behind the sun, what will be higher
Will we feel the warmness or be burnt by fire
Rebuild a cocoon of safety, sing up with the choir
Wars will always break up, where are the beautiful shires
Love and death are different, but both are crimsoned color...
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