Open for a thousand years

For a thousand years,

Flowers and leaves never meet.

Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate.

Always known each other, but never loved each other.

On the other side that can't be touched in this life,

Unload all memories,

The flowers are yellow.

The devil's tenderness, endless love, the omen of death, the call of hell, sad memories