Be the valentine
Rip the heart of mine
Give your innocence
To the brightest of dreams
This is harvest time
Taste the blood-red wine
Of this gilded art
It is spilled from my own...
Heart
It's so hard to see my face
In the mirror's cold disgrace
I wonder why is this I have become
A childish forlorn wish
So easy to seduce
Seems like it's just one step to fall down
Be the valentine
Rip the heart of mine
Give your innocence
To the brightest of...
Dreams
I can hardly write these lines
Cause I already have signed
My name across the wall of prayers
Now I listen to my name
Sounding like a blame
I close my eyes and start to sing my song
Be the valentine
Rip the heart of mine
Give your innocence
To the brightest of...
This is harvest time
Taste the blood-red wine
Of this gilded art
It is spilled from my own heart
If I looking back behind
To long forgotten times
There is something that is burning on and on
Pactum fraudis
Sanguinans
I live in memories
Cast into melodies
They die in harmony
With greed and treachery
Be the valentine
Rip the heart of mine
Give your innocence to the brightest of...
This is harvest time
Taste the blood-red wine
Of this gilded art
It is spilled from my own heart
Can I run from this hurting
Never-ending pain