The fangs that stroke the darkness scream
                                            The collapsed sky laments
                                            There, you can hear it
                                            A melody of survival and the hour of death
                                            
                                            If you're flustered, open your eyes
                                            Try piercing the beating of your heart
                                            A thoroughly ruined state of pleasure
                                            If it's the end, discern it
                                            What shatters is right before your eyes
                                            Brazen, indecent voices roam
                                            In the night of impostors' madness
                                            Drowning and wandering in a dreamscape
                                            Dim dreams wash away reason
                                            Searing the moments as they are etched
                                            The fangs that stroke the darkness scream
                                            The collapsed sky laments
                                            There, you can hear it
                                            A melody of survival and the hour of death
                                            A black world that invites carnage
                                            Spilled red tears
                                            There, the scorched ending and the intrusive memory
                                            A silhouette of uncanny machinery
                                            
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                                            If you can spread your wings, look to the sky
                                            Try waiting for a stained future
                                            Rampaging sexuality, annihilation, and collapse
                                            If you start moving, it depends on your mood
                                            Weeping comes after death
                                            A voice that sang too perfectly
                                            Leaving behind stimuli far too extreme
                                            Lowering the curtain, the rain of sorrow
                                            Flowers of mourning scatter
                                            The voice that is released will not return
                                            Crimes are sought, and punishment roars
                                            All of the past that has come undone
                                            A radiant speed closes the shadows
                                            The sound that burns with heat echoes
                                            Scattered black fragments
                                            Ominously, the finale is
                                            A zero world
                                            With the light still sealed
                                            
                                            The strength sought too much still trembles
                                            Only the ache that was too painful remains
                                            The fangs that stroke the darkness scream
                                            The collapsed sky laments
                                            There, you can hear it
                                            A melody of survival and the hour of death
                                            A black world that invites carnage
                                            Spilled red tears
                                            There, the scorched end and the intrusive memory
                                            The lost love and
                                            A shining tomorrow
                                            In the stillness, saying nothing
                                            Fleeting, it disappeared...