I don't even have a chance to explain...
My words now like trash...
I have no way to defense...
My emotions doesn't worth for
your care...
I know, "my friend",
from the time you talked to me,
I know why we were there...
It's just a temptation,
It's poison,
too dangerous...
I'm so fool to believe,
that you are so true to me,
But at last I found,
that too pure is me...
Pure as white snowballs,
I can be in dreams forever.
My heart will never break,
when I sleep in peacefully peace...
For I'm only a virgin,
in dealing with devils.
My hands are cold, pale,
with red spots of blood.
Come to me...
Come to me...
Come to me...
Come to me...
My Angel..
...I need you.
Save me from the hell!
I don't want to be depraved,
Oh...
My palms are sweating,
in icy blue wind...
Come on my Angel,
realize my pain!...
Come to me...
Come to me...
Come to me...
Come to me...
(My Angel...)
Life is capricious,
but until death, you’d never know.
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