outro

Princess Monster Wife

Lipstick Pistol

Blake Falls (Pretty Long Hair Boys)

Half Being

Applause for the Killer

intro

Creep on ground,with rotten flesh
Datura, crimson false sweet dream

Run, I run, I spread my wing, try to fly like
The normal one, ordinary, common angel

But how? how could it work?
How could it work to the one who is cursed?
The half, incomplete, deformity, the single wing

linger on ground ,Trembling breath 
thousands of wings flash 
pass my eyes

falling into crimson sweet dream
even it’s false, but it’s more then false 
falling into crimson sweet dream
paradox,the fatal antidote

the flaming pair of wings 
the temporary ecstasy
the eternity sweet dream 
all be burnt
burnt up the wings

Fanyu Bu