She's Seduced by Bleeding Guilt - Scythe of Luna/Yakui The Maid.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Scythe of Luna
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Scythe of Luna/Yakui The Maid
[00:32.441]Pale innocence
[00:38.288]Was clad with tattered dress.
[00:42.439]Her shattering cries dying
[00:46.747]In white emptiness
[00:54.296]From coldest winds
[00:57.223]No chance to hide.
[01:30.511]My innards
[01:32.352]In pain.
[01:34.258]The bromide
[01:36.027]Has failed.
[01:37.733]Into pieces,
[01:39.761]I’m breaking
[01:40.867]The bloodstained glass,
[01:43.086]Full of my own hollow fake.
[01:45.032]No warmth
[01:46.990]She feels,
[01:48.697]Her dream was never real.
[01:52.652]Lost raison d’etre,
[01:54.644]Feel sick,
[01:55.935]Midwinter garden slowly
[01:58.387]Fade into the bleak.
[02:17.289]Pale innocence
[02:23.790]Was clad with tattered dress.
[02:32.307]Can she devour
[02:39.493]Whole emptiness?
[03:02.545]Lay wasted
[03:04.165]In the cold.
[03:06.392]My hand can’t ever hold
[03:10.135]The flowers cut by scythe,
[03:13.851]Is that how ends my life?
[03:17.221]No warmth
[03:19.272]She feels,
[03:21.273]No resentment left to kill.
[03:24.794]Pale moon split into half.
[03:28.529]I wonder, if this wasn’t enough.
[04:20.373]I think I’d do better on my own -
[04:23.210]No friends, no fights, just me here alone.
[04:27.519]I think I’d do better on my own..
[04:30.813]Within embrace of faint.
[04:34.891]I think I’d do better on my own -
[04:38.359]No love, no pain, just me here alone.
[04:42.018]I think I’d do better on my own..
[04:45.764]She’s seduced by bleeding guilt.

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作词 : Scythe of Luna
作曲 : Scythe of Luna/Yakui The Maid
Pale innocence
Was clad with tattered dress.
Her shattering cries dying
In white emptiness
From coldest winds
No chance to hide.
My innards
In pain.
The bromide
Has failed.
Into pieces,
I’m breaking
The bloodstained glass,
Full of my own hollow fake.
No warmth
She feels,
Her dream was never real.
Lost raison d’etre,
Feel sick,
Midwinter garden slowly
Fade into the bleak.
Pale innocence
Was clad with tattered dress.
Can she devour
Whole emptiness?
Lay wasted
In the cold.
My hand can’t ever hold
The flowers cut by scythe,
Is that how ends my life?
No warmth
She feels,
No resentment left to kill.
Pale moon split into half.
I wonder, if this wasn’t enough.
I think I’d do better on my own -
No friends, no fights, just me here alone.
I think I’d do better on my own..
Within embrace of faint.
I think I’d do better on my own -
No love, no pain, just me here alone.
I think I’d do better on my own..
She’s seduced by bleeding guilt.