| Song | Dreadful Angel |
| Artist | To Mera |
| Album | Transcendental |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Kiss, MacLean | |
| She's not to be seen today; | |
| Silent in me, doesn't scream | |
| But there's a noise. | |
| That's she. | |
| Just Careful once again | |
| While you're with me. | |
| She's brave as you leave. | |
| Please stay! | |
| Don't go; you love me! | |
| Shield me! | |
| Save me! Love me bravely! | |
| From the soul's core she descends | |
| Screamingly blames, feverish madness. | |
| She works as poison in me, | |
| And falls asleep... | |
| Oh...so rarely. | |
| She lives inside and out | |
| And when the moonlit night is white | |
| She's delving into my mother's grave. "You gave birth and died!" | |
| She looks at me sometimes, | |
| Tears the days away from my calendar. | |
| It's up to her forever after, ever. | |
| How far and where...forever, never... | |
| You were sleeping when she arrived. | |
| I stood naked in the night... | |
| Strange fragrance drifted, | |
| Cold breath touched my ears... | |
| No one was here to save me from tears. | |
| Flay yourself! | |
| Don't be defended by your skin | |
| You are only raw meat; naked nerves! | |
| Flay yourself! | |
| Foolish are all the ones | |
| Who pride their skin; | |
| The lying jail, raw meat of sins... |
| zuo qu : Kiss, MacLean | |
| She' s not to be seen today | |
| Silent in me, doesn' t scream | |
| But there' s a noise. | |
| That' s she. | |
| Just Careful once again | |
| While you' re with me. | |
| She' s brave as you leave. | |
| Please stay! | |
| Don' t go you love me! | |
| Shield me! | |
| Save me! Love me bravely! | |
| From the soul' s core she descends | |
| Screamingly blames, feverish madness. | |
| She works as poison in me, | |
| And falls asleep... | |
| Oh... so rarely. | |
| She lives inside and out | |
| And when the moonlit night is white | |
| She' s delving into my mother' s grave. " You gave birth and died!" | |
| She looks at me sometimes, | |
| Tears the days away from my calendar. | |
| It' s up to her forever after, ever. | |
| How far and where... forever, never... | |
| You were sleeping when she arrived. | |
| I stood naked in the night... | |
| Strange fragrance drifted, | |
| Cold breath touched my ears... | |
| No one was here to save me from tears. | |
| Flay yourself! | |
| Don' t be defended by your skin | |
| You are only raw meat naked nerves! | |
| Flay yourself! | |
| Foolish are all the ones | |
| Who pride their skin | |
| The lying jail, raw meat of sins... |
| zuò qǔ : Kiss, MacLean | |
| She' s not to be seen today | |
| Silent in me, doesn' t scream | |
| But there' s a noise. | |
| That' s she. | |
| Just Careful once again | |
| While you' re with me. | |
| She' s brave as you leave. | |
| Please stay! | |
| Don' t go you love me! | |
| Shield me! | |
| Save me! Love me bravely! | |
| From the soul' s core she descends | |
| Screamingly blames, feverish madness. | |
| She works as poison in me, | |
| And falls asleep... | |
| Oh... so rarely. | |
| She lives inside and out | |
| And when the moonlit night is white | |
| She' s delving into my mother' s grave. " You gave birth and died!" | |
| She looks at me sometimes, | |
| Tears the days away from my calendar. | |
| It' s up to her forever after, ever. | |
| How far and where... forever, never... | |
| You were sleeping when she arrived. | |
| I stood naked in the night... | |
| Strange fragrance drifted, | |
| Cold breath touched my ears... | |
| No one was here to save me from tears. | |
| Flay yourself! | |
| Don' t be defended by your skin | |
| You are only raw meat naked nerves! | |
| Flay yourself! | |
| Foolish are all the ones | |
| Who pride their skin | |
| The lying jail, raw meat of sins... |