On that day, I prayed with all my humble might

Not for salvation, not for eternal life, but to touch your face......

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We are horned monsters

We are corpses with rotting internal organs

We are painted skins that laugh until our mouths crack

We are vipers in the dark

We are worms crawling under the bewitching skeletons

Who is it

Who gouged out my eyeballs with their thin nails?

Who pierced my heart with cold sins?

Feast

The Wandering Lamb

Blood color is taboo

Scarlet sin

Redemption, redemption, redemption

Sin is not removed

Run, run, run

I can't find the way I came......

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Cruelty is on the left, fate is on the right

Angels to the left, demons to the right

What is joy, what is sorrow

What are the tears, what are the scars, why am I

I abandoned the world before the world abandoned me

I hate the rain, it's the rain or the tears that get my eyes wet

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Seventy-three staircases

A heart that has long been incomplete

Open your arms to the first bird to fly

The red thread tied to the little finger of the right hand, a crown woven from a rose flower corpse

The firstborn triangle, the demon offers a poignant red rose, the back has wings, and the angel holds the fig

The graceful figure reflected in those black pupils seemed to be someone whispering to give her the name of a princess

Ice butterflies fly, zero butterflies dance, red butterflies kiss, blue butterflies linger, fingertip butterflies dance, sadness, and the wind against the current

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Sinful

Icy cold

It has been planted for a long time

Seeds of hatred

Hesitant

Wandering

The bitterest and sweetest

Kisses stained with despair

What are you looking at

What do you hear

Growl, roar

Roar like a wounded beast

Bright red, bright red

As bright red as dissolved sin

Break the first horns and offer the last tears of the Lamb

Scarlet sin, frost falls, the heavens weep, sorrow and beauty, bright red is gone

Is the wish shattered?

Is the longing broken?

Is the fairy tale over

Swaying, swaying

Run, run

Shouting, shouting

Look at me, look at me, and shoot through my heart with your vain moonlight

Listen to me, listen to me, it's not me who tore open the frog's heart with my hands

Redemption, redemption, sin is not removed, yesterday's, ever's, dead me

It's so red, it's so sweet, it's so red, it's so sweet, it's so red, it's so sweet, whose blood is flowing into my mouth

Blood-stained birdcages, rust-stained restraints

A crown woven of roses, a queen imprisoned

Tears are red, the sky is red, and beating hearts are red

No matter how you wash it, no matter how you wash it, it's red, it's cold, and you can't wash away the despair

Lola: What is life, what is sin. Unclean, innate, destined to carry, my iniquity......

Fingerstick blood

Lip cream

It's just a stone's throw away

Aqua

moonlight

Red

poison

Silver

tears

We've all been poisoned by moonshine......

Sticky and cold

Suffocating despair

One step, one step away

One step, the end of the world

We are all drowning fish......

We wandered under the setting sun

Darkness hit my third pupil again and again

Scream, scream

She asked us to replace the angel's wings with dark demon wings

If I use my body to please the fallen angels, sue me if I can exchange that lowly freedom

Impotence is not a sin

It's a sin not to know how incompetent you are

Wind candles

music box

Red*

Residue of meat scraps

Dusk despair...

Bleak night

The moon is gone

I want to talk to the living

Secretly born with double pupils, crazy and gorgeous

Flowing into the bones, floating to the end, the gods forbid hunting......

It's broken

It's broken, it's broken

My eyes are broken

My head is broken

My heart is broken......

The coordinates of happiness are misfortune

The back of heaven is hell

I am the serpent of Eden

And who is looking up from heaven to hell......

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I'm a bird in the air

I'm a Dead Sea fish

I am the serpent of the world

O the first goddess

Look at me

Pierce my heart with your vain moonlight......

Oh my child

This city is a bonsai that I gave you......

Jumping

I want to fly out of my eyes

Blood-colored

eyeball

Cheered

Those who don't want to eat blood vessels

Red

heart

It's darker than darkness

It's more bright red than bright red

Full of sin, the nerves of the beast

It has a unique smell of lamb's blood

Let your * free, O my woman......

The silver moonlight flowing freely

The witch dances enchantingly on the strings

Forgotten corners

Darkness strikes, blood-stained silence of death......

Sticky, flowing, sweet, red blood

Rich, surging, cold, and beautiful killing intent

Born with maggots attached to bones, like shadows and shadows, the living are all sinful, and all living beings are unforgiving......

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That day

I walked under the clouds

Black shadows slowly grabbed my gaze

There is a red trickle flowing through the gap where light and shadow meet

Drip, drip, drip–

Bright red beads of blood wet my parched lips

She nudged my restless gums with her index finger

“…… Sue me, is the taste of this blood as sweet as ever? ”

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person

everyone

Every human being is an incomplete copy of God

We always fantasize in our hearts that we are gods, turning clouds and rain, and slaughtering sentient beings......

If love had a tomorrow, I would like to live another 24 hours and 13 seconds.

At the end of the day, I try to love you.

I'll give you thirteen seconds to choose to forget......

The heavens slaughtered, and the angel completed this conversion in the form of a witch.

The sea of dead silence that thousands of paper cranes can't fly over,

The holy woman of Iyoa took up the head of the demon,

Weeping insects of hell rise up on the scarlet earth,

"Griffon, griffon, why do you roar?"

"My king, who cut open your breast, and who took your heart?"

"O unruly black dragon, one-eyed red dragon, why are you confused?"

"Why hast thou broken thy crown, O our king, and hast thou forgotten the oath of the former ones?"

"O enlightened one who cut off his wrists and ankles, why do you bend and pray?"

"My king, why do you hold up the white rose?"

O land of Canaan, where honey and wine flow,

Whose gaze burns the fertile earth, whose blood stains the white roses, whose demons grow three-colored horns......

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A finger of red dust

Fate comes to the end, it turns out, birth, is the last luxury......

I can't give you the life you want, and you don't want the life I give you.

When meekness becomes hypocritical, how desperate is this, you and my world......

When meekness becomes hypocrisy**,

When betrayal becomes a good lie,

When we forget the once pure white childhood,

The prosperity is exhausted, and behind the vanity, are what pale faces,

I can't give you the life you want, and you don't want the life I give you............

It was the weeping nightingale,

It was a stillborn baby girl,

It's a picture of the ukiyo-e with red lips,

It was a sighing, crimson, demonic one-man show......

Her city is vain, and here she is in the world.

The other city is vain, and this shore is in the world.

I am Cinderella, but you are not my prince. [[[cp|w:642|h:471|a:l|u:/rs/20152/14/3383585635595159689121250872295.jpg]]]>