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