ALI PROJECT/Malice

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Malice

ALI PROJECT



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Bara no kutsu wo haite
Fumitsuketai mono wa nani?
Itoshii anata wo
Akuma to kairaku
Sono sukima ga ai na no

Ai nante utsukushii byouki da to
Omoimashou
Ki ga fure oshimai
Gekkou chiryou mo
Mohaya kikime ga nakute

Akaku nijimu koto nai itami ga
Shiranu ma ni mune ni chirabaru no
Anata no yubi de furete yasashiku
Koko wa shatoo nowaaru

Yami no roobu du marie matotte
Kokui no butoukai saa warutsu wo
Anata no yubi wo totte
Dare ni mo watasanai kara

Tsunagitomerareru no wa
Mitsu no karada dake desu ka
Haato wa okizari
Sore nara honto no
Asobi wo tsuzukemashou

Akaku nijimihajimeta itami wo
Misete ageru kara mune wo saite
Anata no kubi wo yosete sasayaku
Atashi wa marisu

Toida gin no naifu mo kagayaku
Tsukiyo no bansan aa saigo no
Anata no kubi wo daite
Mou nido to hanasanai no yo

Akaku nijimihajimeta itami wo
Misete ageru kara mune wo saite
Anata no kubi wo yosete sasayaku
Atashi wa marisu

Toida gin no naifu mo kagayaku
Tsukiyo no bansan aa saigo no
Anata no kubi wo daite
Mou nido to hanasanai kara

What do I want to trample
When I put on my thorn shoes?
You, my beloved
The space between the devil and pleasure
Is love

Let's think of love
As a beautiful sickness
One touch and it's over
Not even the healing moonlight
Has any effect

A pain that never runs red
Lodged in my heart without me noticing
Touch it gently with your fingers
This is our chateau noir

Wearing the dark robe de mariée
Everyone at the ball is clad in black, come, let us waltz
I'll take your hand
And not let anyone else have you

Is that honeyed body
All you can pin down?
Leave your heart behind
And let's continue
The real game

I'll show you a pain that's begun to run red
So tear open my chest
I'll draw you close and whisper
I am malice

Even the sharp silver knife glitters
At this moonlit meal
Ah, in the end, I'll hold your head
And never let you go

I'll show you a pain that's begun to run red
So tear open my chest
I'll draw you close and whisper
I am malice

Even the sharp silver knife glitters
At this moonlit meal
Ah, in the end, I'll hold your head
And never let you go