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Description
Again an illustration for one of my favorite band's songs, having the same name as the picture.
Here's the songtext (in English), would like to hear your interpretions...

Carnival
by Déspairs Ray
Lyrics by Hizumi
Music by Tsukasa

cold-blooded, unfeeling fools this is the time of repentance goodnight...
it's already too late for you to seek help
your god isn't here anymore

Ah... even if I cry out and hold out my helping hands
the flock of people that abhor deformed children...
the treacherous 'abuse'

each time this wound aches, I remember, I cannot extract the thorn of abuse
the carnival is about to begin...
you will not kneel and beg for your life...

Ah... the reason for ugliness, is it the fault of this persecuted existence? ... soon I will become a monster who cannot shed tears, who has forgotten pain

if the gods will not pass down judgement then I will become god and judge the fools myself
kneel down right there and atone for your crimes with these helping hands named punishment, I will give you death....

Ah... no matter how many times I cry out and hold out my helping hands it's better to have remembered that time can't be restored

if the gods will not pass down judgement then I will become god and judge the fools myself
kneel down right there and atone for your crimes with these helping hands named punishment, I will give you death....

I'll put an end to it...

Description
Again an illustration for one of my favorite band's songs, having the same name as the picture.
Here's the songtext (in English), would like to hear your interpretions...

Carnival
by Déspairs Ray
Lyrics by Hizumi
Music by Tsukasa

cold-blooded, unfeeling fools this is the time of repentance goodnight...
it's already too late for you to seek help
your god isn't here anymore

Ah... even if I cry out and hold out my helping hands
the flock of people that abhor deformed children...
the treacherous 'abuse'

each time this wound aches, I remember, I cannot extract the thorn of abuse
the carnival is about to begin...
you will not kneel and beg for your life...

Ah... the reason for ugliness, is it the fault of this persecuted existence? ... soon I will become a monster who cannot shed tears, who has forgotten pain

if the gods will not pass down judgement then I will become god and judge the fools myself
kneel down right there and atone for your crimes with these helping hands named punishment, I will give you death....

Ah... no matter how many times I cry out and hold out my helping hands it's better to have remembered that time can't be restored

if the gods will not pass down judgement then I will become god and judge the fools myself
kneel down right there and atone for your crimes with these helping hands named punishment, I will give you death....

I'll put an end to it...