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Toward the other side of my death bed, wrapped in thick fog
A black coach crosses over a bridge made of corpses
My heart is exiled into the darkness
Hurry up! don’t want the fate
Hurry up! No Restrictions!
Hurry up! don’t want the fate
Hurry up! A hoof sinks into the human mat ahead
I'm someone interested in blood, who doesn't shed things like tears
Leaving behind the castle that burst into flames
The jet black coach melts and vanishes into the rising heat
The ashes of death1 that downpour upon me are now stripped away
The black shadows that run through the cemetary tremble
My heart is exiled into the darkness
I'm someone interested in blood, who doesn't shed things like tears
Leaving behind the castle that burst into flames
The jet black coache crosses over the bridge of corpses
Hurry up! don’t want the fate
Hurry up! No Restrictions
Hurry up! don’t want the fate
Hurry up! A hoof sinks into the human mat ahead
The black rain and red sky collapse onto the yearning castle walls
I'm someone interested in blood, who doesn't shed things like tears
Leaving behind the castle that burst into flames
The jet black coach melts and vanishes into the rising heat
1 Ashes of death can also be understood as
'atomic fallout' from the bombs dropped upon Japan at the end of WWII.
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