Lyric

In some novels of murder case, the criminal's motives are almost revenges

I sometimes think about a revenge on me

Until the far point as nobody comes back

I'm not a hero (In a story), I'm not a preserver

A right of a punishment on me are left there

He is beautiful like a sharp knife

My all may be stolen

I never touch his heart

A romantic future had broken in the past

I am whispering alone on the stage for show this story

Detesting somebody

It is immorality

My dear devil destroy that

I feel like I hear her voice

I detest a woman

I love a man

What an unfree urge

Tomorrow will not give us an answer

He is beautiful like a sharp knife

My all may be stolen

I never touch his heart

A romantic future had broken in the past

I am whispering alone on the stage for accept the story