The ideal, he seems quite uneasy
Is almost crying, and he just sits there
He's got a pair of dark, innocent eyes
"So tell me." The lies quivers together. "Tell me, don't shy away." Scared
"Tell me." The lies squeeze each other, very tightly
This is like a prayer, I thought, till the night came
Bring it down, you've got the blade in your left hand. Don't hesitate
Trying to or not trying to terminate, he has some tears in his eyes
Caught off-guard, his eyes give somewhat dismayed look
With the innocence deep inside
Look, it's so wistful. Why, why do you blame me?
The melody penetrates his chest, and stops him crying
The melody penetrates his chest, and makes him pray
It drives him insane, oh he still has those innocent eyes
It makes him pray
"How does it feel to be driven insane?"
He still has it in the chest, it seems
Somehow he feels it's inside of himself
The Satan might have given him nowhere to go
It's sticking into his chest, and it's the Satan
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