Eyes delicate like a young girl's, gone transparent Pale white skin that's never been defiled A dress which dances like a butterfly
Even if your secret wishes are never brought to fruition, in the season when one wishes for eternity, the lord of the dark discreetly hides his shadow crooked gears
I don't care if the world is reduced to ash I don't care if they scramble around grabbing at everything
Your eyes will never again be graced with visions of a beauftiful dawn, even if you tie your life up in a bundle and offer it
Please rise from the dead on earth with my last kiss
I don't care if the world is reduced to ash I don't care if they scramble around grabbing at everything No matter what wish is made, only sadness comes of it
Forevermore I'll quietly watch that sleeping face until the gentle wind which tempts us to sleep surrounds me
This love will extend beyond time I'll make it bloom before you living endless nights and mornings in a land where no one's hand may reach
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