It's Halloween again, the air is cold with the smell of burning leaves
the devil's day, they went away, never to return again
a mother grips her child by the hand, behind them is a ghost
i wear a bracelet of thorns...my wrist drips petals of roses in my hand

chorus
as i descend into my darkest dream, my darkest dream
and all you ever were to me...will you be all my sins recalled.




Be all my sins recalled

すべてが「その他」であるような宇宙

I'm sorry for my poor English.

Be all my sins recalled

Luke Pfister