in this mechanical world, there are no hopes. come, into my hands
in this hell on earth, the cursing never stops. come, into my hands

my fabricated ideal.. a meaningless, atrocious corpse

i will wish forever, my desire unrelievable. come, into my hands
a silent knife.. an unstoppable lust. come, into my hands
my scattered happiness.. in exchange for this dreamworld

from the bottom of my heart, i love the me reflected in the mirror

abandoned alone.. i realize im a fool
abandoned here.. unable to see even tomorrow

always hoping.. i continue to think..
at this rate, this heat will dissipate..
now, i can no longer stand this thorn..
forever, this love..
 
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