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Straighten and bend the stem of thorns.
Let it spill on me,
A single petal of droplet.

Having met the demise, yet
Just like an early bloomer bud,
The heart of a living body
is crawling out from the coffin.

For the proof of maidenhood,
The crimson satin remains cry out.
Come and snatch it away,
Oh, what sinful fingers.

Darkness is the moon,
thorn is the honey,
of those comforts.
The patched eyes are cocoons,
watching the dream of taking flight.

Tear off and look for the petal of light.
Wrap it gently,
The momentary season.

Climb up on the rope, beyond the spiral.
On the spot our bodies first met,
It will open up
Along with the heat of my breath.

Come now,
Devour my rose!

The unchanging promise
sweetly shares our blood.
Let it rot into dirt,
With your captivating words.

Torn off those wings,
Get out from the skin,
Without any pain.
Though no meaning for this intimacy,
If you wish upon it, do it till the end.

Entwine and untie the branch of thorns.
Let it scatter on me,
A single petal on droplet.

Gouge out and conceal the edge of my heart.
Hold me dearly,
Even if you are not able
To stay with me.

Ah, let me rest
on your rose.

Even though I just came to know
That I am alive.

Sink and be lost into the layers of light.
For I am buried
In the thicket of climax.

Climb up on the rope, beyond the spiral.
On the spot our bodies last met,
It will melt away
Along with the weight of my tears.

Come now,
Devour my rose!