Despite Exile - Scarlet Reverie lyrics

Sky is the canvas, waiting just for a single color. A pale January as the background of a velvet dream, precious. Child insomnia stands onto the rooftop In a reverie, the curse of half-sleep. When every pillow is made of marble, every night is hanging timeless. Memories of distant glances, winter seas, colors ever seen. Mad thoughts madly dancing, within the vortex of disillusion... In a reverie, the curse of not belonging. If once it was for her, no more. If once it was for resignation, no longer. To fly, and fall headlong tasting scarlet flavor. A painter dyes the blue, a marvelous picture. bless this inspiration that k**s the last doubt turn the brush and paint the inner part of mouth Never thought would be this bitter, the taste of God...