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Where is the blood that turns into fine wine, arouses the sonata Sonata, i can t be able to substitute the blood that dissolve red
The heartbeats overlapped with the sound of gallop, the advice of the friend that is beyond greatness he s too late for those ears Sonata, arouses the sonata
I m inexperienced and unripe, because i m an aestheticist, unconscious of the ways to love
i was rescued by a melody played by those hands
I end up drinking up the blood that burns hotly, arouses the sonata Sonata, my friend if this hunt end
do you say that i can t suck blood anymore
It starts to dance, that isn t reflected in the mirror
Unconscious of the ways to kill, i was rescued by a melody played by those hands
I was rescued by a melody played by those hands, please teach me the secret of your power
the advice of the friend that is beyond greatness he s too late for those ears
Where is the blood that turns into fine wine, unconscious of the ways to kill, i was rescued by a melody played by those hands
Because i m an aestheticist, please teach me the secret of your power
Unconscious of the ways to love, do you say that i can t suck blood anymore, my friend if this hunt end
arouses the sonata
Where is the blood that turns into fine wine, where is the blood that turns into fine wine Sonata, i end up drinking up even the love that burns hotly
The advice of the friend that is beyond greatness he s too late for those ears, unconscious of the ways to love
the heartbeats overlapped with the sound of gallop
for the sake of human people that i loved
I end up drinking up the blood that burns hotly, i end up drinking up the blood that burns hotly, because i m an aestheticist
He told me beautiful melodies will take place of the blood, unconscious of the ways to kill KAMIJO, unconscious of the ways to love
i end up drinking up even the love that burns hotly
please teach me the secret of your power
The heartbeats overlapped with the sound of gallop, i end up drinking up the blood that burns hotly
It starts to dance, for the sake of human people that i loved
unconscious of the ways to love
the heartbeats overlapped with the sound of gallop
Because i m an aestheticist, for the sake of human people that i loved, i end up drinking up the blood that burns hotly
The advice of the friend that is beyond greatness he s too late for those ears, it starts to dance
i end up drinking up even the love that burns hotly
For the sake of human people that i loved, he told me beautiful melodies will take place of the blood Sonata, unconscious of the ways to love
because i m an aestheticist
I end up drinking up the blood that burns hotly, the advice of the friend that is beyond greatness he s too late for those ears
Do you say that i can t suck blood anymore, please teach me the secret of your power
Where is the blood that turns into fine wine, because i m an aestheticist
Because i m an aestheticist, do you say that i can t suck blood anymore
Ah like the fate, i end up drinking up the blood that burns hotly
For the sake of human people that i loved, unconscious of the ways to love
Arouses the sonata, because i m an aestheticist
That isn t reflected in the mirror, he told me beautiful melodies will take place of the blood, i can t be able to substitute the blood that dissolve red
Ah like the fate, please teach me the secret of your power Sonata, i can t be able to substitute the blood that dissolve red
Ah like the fate, that isn t reflected in the mirror
Because i m an aestheticist, where is the blood that turns into fine wine KAMIJO, i was rescued by a melody played by those hands
i can t be able to substitute the blood that dissolve red
for the sake of human people that i loved
Ah like the fate, the advice of the friend that is beyond greatness he s too late for those ears
for the sake of human people that i loved
the advice of the friend that is beyond greatness he s too late for those ears
Unconscious of the ways to kill, i end up drinking up even the love that burns hotly
I was rescued by a melody played by those hands, it starts to dance
unconscious of the ways to kill
Do you say that i can t suck blood anymore, it starts to dance, because i m an aestheticist
Unconscious of the ways to kill, i was rescued by a melody played by those hands Sonata, unconscious of the ways to kill
I went mad with desire and i did nothing but poaching, please teach me the secret of your power
It starts to dance, unconscious of the ways to love, i end up drinking up even the love that burns hotly