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A quiet song... For that... It will comes,

The new lunar spring,

A whisper is becoming louder and louder,

The moonlight getting strong!

An offering of wine and flesh before the fire and sunlight,

A blow that will take off their souls away,

If you love me... You should let me go,

Because I wanna die whispering among the dirt of mine!

A night without stars... I was lead by despair,

Anxiety inside... Lonely since birth.

Whispering among the dirt of mine.

Warmed into dark... I've tried to survive,

Fear before the dawn... I'm gone!

Whispering among the dirt of mine.