Like the sharp curve of a white moon
Like being filled with dreams, to have no future
A burning soul descends upon this place
Spilling warm blood, raising its blade
All the pain it gives
Makes me melt in total rapture
The purification of this body is a rule
I am everything dyeing the moon red
It is not so hard to forgive betrayal
The only thing reflected in my eyes is my defeated rival
When that pretty body ascends,
I will be laughing, the last one laughing
Beautiful, overflowing red blood is a rule
No one can stop it
The red-tinted moon is mine
All of this world is under its power
The purification of this body is a rule
I am everything dyeing the moon red
Beautiful, overflowing red blood is a rule
All of this world is under its power