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I'm not that far away from the knifeEven this distance is lovelyPlease freeze my malice.Rape me in that cold eye and kindness.My beloved things grow and rot in this "humidity"Soon this depression will follow the shadowsPile up the creeping numbers so that you can bite through themI remember the things that make myself satisfiedThere's no malice in the voice of torn greedI deposit my repentance in this songI seem to be entrusted lovingly　　Even nowI wonder after how many lies it will endI am captivated by unconsciousnessIs your doubt hidden by caresses (?)Foolish brainIt knows...Please freeze my malice.Rape me in that cold eye and kindness.This is the last lieMy beloved things grow and rot in this "humidity"Soon this depression will follow the shadowsPile up the creeping numbers so that you can bite through themI remember the things that make myself satisfiedSongtexteThere's no malice in the voice of torn greedI deposit my repentance in this songMy beloved things are rotting with SpeedI can't turn back twiceI am dreamingI am falling-------Credits to: kiyoshiyuu on LJ.Note that: Some parts of this lyrics might not be accurate. Aus Songtexte Mania