Lyrics by yasu
Music by you
A room shrouded in sweet incense, so much you melt in it
Clouds ensnaring reason itself, it seems that bad habits will appear
If you want it...if you want it so much you'll get completely drunk with it
Within my spirit, too, the unstoppable kiss, the unnoticed "scar"
The girl laughs coldly, "Could it be you're still possessed by the god of death?"
"Maybe you don't know just yet...don't you dare play the innocent, what with this wound on your neck!"
In those words, I realized you looked tired of these "lies"
Smiling bitterly, while I think it's possible, unconsciously I'm saying, "Why are you averting your eyes?"
While I stand transfixed in the mirror, my eyes reflected back
I should have been able to call it "The Kiss of Death", that inescapable, eternal evidence
The future you have yet to see, yet to perceive, the future you may only grasp in your imagination
What is there in that place? "Does a demon appear? Does a snake?"
If you're strong...so strong that you can see it all in an instant
Can't you defy the Joker and cast him aside?
It's become a painfully good reason, "Perhaps you can help me understand"
"Maybe so..." It becomes quiet, though it's just the calm before the storm
I'm just one who can do nothing, like a doll
I'm used to being played with, but I'm not a masochist...even so, I can't stop her
While I stand transfixed in the mirror, my eyes reflected back
I should have been able to call it "The Kiss of Death", that inescapable, eternal evidence