The you who puts on a golden dress a white body standing on your toenails
Deep crimson wine began to stream You cross your fingers and sneer lightly
Your kiss is just a kiss There's no meaning to it
Now everything is about the swaying mascara
You entwine your thin arms
Because you're not touched by the abandoned love...
In the infinite night spun into strings a spider sought
You don't care about anyone That's why I keep falling for you
Red sweet bitter fruit which you hold in your mouth [without biting] as you like More... Inside... It might break
Silkspider Grazing the voice of the twiste you
That figure which went mad I'll make it dance
The relationship at the hands of a clock
In a nick of time I lose it
The desert sand burns my throat
A red oasis swaying in the mirage
The infinite night spun into strings seeking you
You don't care about anyone That's why I keep losing my head over you
Red sweet hard fruit which you hold in your mouth [without biting] as you like More... Inside... It might overflow
Silkspider Fortunate to the instincts of the closed you
From the abyss of those lips it spills out
Red sweet bitter fruit which you hold in your mouth [without biting] as you like More... Inside... It might break
Silkspider Grazing the voice of the twisted you
The truth and the lie are indifferent now
Red sweet hard fruit which you hold in your mouth [without biting] as you like More... Inside... It might overflow
Silkspider Fortunate to the instincts of the closed you
From the abyss of those lips the love that spills out I should have called out to it