see the flower fighter
on a last crusade
like there’s no tomorrow
there is no tomorrow
when the big gong hit
we cannot save her
in muddy water
she throws a whisper

i’d like to say
(i’d like to say)
all i have seen is blurring wide and fading
i don’t know why
(she don’t know why)
it’s getting dark and i cannot control it
it’s hard to say
(i’d like to say)
all i can say
forever flower fighters holding arms

hear the flower fighter
you’ll understand
how it grows from under
and it makes you wonder
can the people fear
their own savior?
above the water
a floating sister


Flower Fighter


Charlotte & Magon


Power in the Egg Dance