By [yoneyama mai|quasarcake|wanke|mika pikazo|lam]
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It's boring in the house when there's no cross, no knife;
I wanted to leave, but my mistress sleeps in the house;
She has a fierce temper,
Ramses IV was right;
Either the angels are singing, or my guards...
The Queen of Sheba is beautiful, but she has nothing to do with it;
The feathered serpent is a shadow in the sky with its key.
A new country
On sheets of blue linen.
An unbreakable wall;
A wood goblin at my shoulder.
Apple blossom under a skirt, icy armor;
The King of Sleep, in procession on a steel horse;
On Swan Day,
Is it wise to want a dove?
But I wanted one, and this dove took flight,
And the dove looked like you...
The watchman's sign over the dead water is your post;
The signal from the center is unambiguously simple;
Tirn Ram,
Tirn Cold
A step down
A step into Hell.
Fierce flax; Baltic palisade;
I don't care how your
Retreat to the North ends.
It's boring in the house if there's no cross, no knife.
I wanted to leave, but my mistress sleeps in the house;
And she has a fierce temper—
Ramses IV was right;
Either the angels are singing, or...
Kali Belladonna, short black hair, fluffy black wolf ears, yellow eyes, luxurious outfit, thigh high platform shoes, vampire, lace, lace trim, lace stockings, purple silk stockings, luxurious stockings.
Cruel, sudden, sweet
Inevitably
A voice from the darkness
Grabs
With an invisible net
Intertwines
Will, playing with fear,
Subjugating dreams
So break
Decide
To break the bonds
And find,
Exchanging death for life
For the sake of love
Unknowing, unbelieving, in confusion
Walking in the shadows
Making lies truth
Opening
Cold doors
Shining
With boundless white light
You will burn your heart.
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Oh, Belladonna, never knew the pain
Maybe I'm crazy, maybe it'll drive me insane
The open letter just carelessly placed
And your moving silence, the tea so delicately laced
Out of reach, out of touch
How you've learned to hate so much
Out of reach, out of touch
How you've learned to hate so much
Came from passion and you gave it a name
The fingers of poison like needles in the drivin' rain
So smile discreetly as you watch with such grace
Now I must slip away but can you forget my face?
Out of reach, out of touch
How you've learned to hate so much
Out of reach, out of touch
How you've learned to hate so much
Out of reach, out of touch
How you've learned to hate so much
Out of reach, out of touch
How you've learned to hate so much
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