Long sorrow
our blood and suffering before that night tempting to forget about the terrifying darkness
Loch cross surreptitiously destroy end
desire loses absolute madness
NIP finally face the horrific night
to painful
It was the NIP for existence
expect the broken angel on the wind
hidden crazy waiting for the cross
iniquity in the world do not suffer from any life as emptiness
declined the penalty past the house like a dark red
is it not hypocritical escapes not steal?
illusion is forever hidden raven
terrifying city dancing like a desire
foreign terror looks lost between the sun and life on the daemon
the last time a new result
still gloomy flame dies