No matter how much you search
You cannot find
The black wings that I possess
The corpses of the angels
Embrace them
And should everyone begin to cry?
If you foolishly request love
Then you should flatter someone's heart
In silence
The fantasies that you live for
And the reasons of purity by which you die
Mix together
Ah, I know
That only the whereabouts of the end
Were written with the tears of darkness
In the scraps of the after death letters
In the end
What are the most important things?
The corpses of maidens
Gaze upon them
And should everyone understand?
You already know
That only the whereabouts of destiny
Were written with the blood of roses
In the verses of love letters
In the end
What are the most beautiful things?
You cannot find
The black wings that I possess
The corpses of the angels
Embrace them
And should everyone begin to cry?
If you foolishly request love
Then you should flatter someone's heart
In silence
The fantasies that you live for
And the reasons of purity by which you die
Mix together
Ah, I know
That only the whereabouts of the end
Were written with the tears of darkness
In the scraps of the after death letters
In the end
What are the most important things?
The corpses of maidens
Gaze upon them
And should everyone understand?
You already know
That only the whereabouts of destiny
Were written with the blood of roses
In the verses of love letters
In the end
What are the most beautiful things?