The first overflowing sexual urges your sigh makes my eardrums dance
As I bite my beautiful beloved's fingertips, the blood trickling forth is delicious
Let's sing a favorite song, and go to the hell.
This abnormal malice filling me is incredible as I cut your bare body with a knife
My slut's obscene melody is our compatibility a fantasy?
Let's sing a favorite song, and go to the hell.
I want someone to decide
Whether I, who couldn't change a thing, should be here
Walking this path where I can't turn back, even if I get tired
Everything before me remains unseen
Now I can silently feel
Your presence, grasping meaningless freedom
Walking this path where I can't turn back
The memories running around in my mind are all glittering
At least, let's sing our favorite song until our voices go hoarse
Forget who we are, forget time, until our voices break
Let's sing a favorite song...