The first overflowing sexual urges your sigh makes my eardrums dancenAs I bite my beautiful beloved's fingertips, the blood trickling forth is deliciousnLet's sing a favorite song, and go to the hell. nnThis abnormal malice filling me is incredible as I cut your bare body with a knifenMy slut's obscene melody is our compatibility a fantasy?nLet's sing a favorite song, and go to the hell. nnI want someone to decidenWhether I, who couldn't change a thing, should be herenWalking this path where I can't turn back, even if I get tirednEverything before me remains unseen nnNow I can silently feelnYour presence, grasping meaningless freedomnWalking this path where I can't turn backnThe memories running around in my mind are all glittering nnAt least, let's sing our favorite song until our voices go hoarsenForget who we are, forget time, until our voices breaknLet's sing a favorite song...