Who is it that's calling me...?
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In this world where I'm buoyed by the funkily dancing fever,
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that person allures me with lies as pretty as gemstones.
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Our sweet and lewd gazes begin to intertwine.
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I CAN'T FIGHT BACK... Completely under the control of my fate,
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I can't do anything but to keep feeling the pain in my body.
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As the crimson halo of the moon reveals to me that all has been a dream,
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I thrust those fragily crumbling lies into the darkness.
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Please tell me... If something does exist beyond eternity,
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then I won't need anything anymore,
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for your would be my only guidepost.
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Who is it that's calling you...?
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Constrained by a shapeless sin, you wander adrift alone.
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As an overwhelming amount of love pours onto you,
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you, not even having time to blink, seem confused and about to drown.
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I'M RIGHT HERE... Echoing in the corridor,
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that whisper begins thawing the frozen time.
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The silver flowers quietly and elegantly scatter.
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My heart is wrung by a stifled voiceless voice.
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Please answer me... If everlasting devotion does exist,
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then I shall transcend the night right now to go meet you.
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I always lock away my glaring wishes,
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damage them, and then bury them in a never-closing crevice.
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I have always longed for boundless light,
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but my anxiety, craving peace, keeps forestalling me again and again.
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As the crimson moon cleaves my misery,
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this fragily crumbling dream transforms into my determination.
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Please tell me... If something does exist beyond eternity,
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then I won't need anything anymore,
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for your would be my only guidepost. Ah...
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