Can the emphasis of hypnotica retell the praise;
of the irridescent angel that watches over me?


I smell danger; Nadeshiko Blossoms; your powdery security that envelops me in wildfire.
like starlught, they tantalize the every depths of my naked plague;


Hungry for that touch..
Hungry for that scent..

Hungry for my eternal dream...

Let me escape the chains of fate that the Heavens have cursed upon me;
so that I may hear your nocturne melody in the silent whispers of the starlit wind
now, and forever more...