A sweet fragrance is being sown in sleep.
The color of strong poison is vivid.
Going astray, it forgets that it cannot escape.
The inner dream is sending pheromones,
showing the raise of a nightmare.
Transformations of dreams and crisis are unrestricted.
Coming and going,
They print our past and future.
Seeking and looking,
They see a person's heart: manipulated and bound.
A sweet fragrance is being sown in sleep.
The impression of bad poison is firm.
In addition to wanting a one-time failure,
it becomes the remain of stamen.
Filling up with pheromones,
showing the raise of a nightmare.
Nightmare
Nightmare
Nightmare...
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Nightmare, nightmare, nightmare, you do not worry that I will take care of your I dream. The arrival of the age you do not have to be scared. It is only one new experience and she is very pretty.
Dewa Mata ne, Mara-sama.
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