All confusion running wild
I hold treasures
For you to find
All confusion running wild
I hold treasures
For you to find
From bloody fangs
Words are spoken
With spirits
Throwing the gaze
From bloody fangs
Words are spoken
With spirits
Throwing the gaze
In the mirror
Illuminate us!
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