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The conflicting instinct and bodyI was acting a pulsing "inversion"Like clinging quietly onto itThose two were very beautifulBecause I knew too much of this "impurity"On top of the sexual desire that scatters in pieces I answered with "I love you"You seem to desire these wounds of nakedness as if you were ridiculing themBecause I felt you deeper than the painIt is possible to pretendMy reason and body that will be broken　　I was gazing at this pulsing "oppression"As if I was drowning in these handsThose two were very beautiful ... On top of the sexual desire that scatters in pieces I answered with "I love you"You seem to desire these wounds of nakedness as if you were ridiculing themYou think that my body is sinking into the painDespite the hand that creeps across the curve of my neck I want to believeBetween the interval of love and hatred　　I was dreamingThe warmth will wear offIn the end of the love that I believed to be stained with passion I saw hell Aus Songtexte Mania