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Standing still in the middle of the sleepless town,

am I unable to suppress this impulse of mine?

Just for a little while, please be the testing subject

for the frenzy of this drawn sword hidden in my long sleeve.



Just stay? It's 3 o'clock in the morning.

As I ventilate my crimson-stained desires

and pull the trigger in my hand,

my fingers also become dyed in brilliant red.



Destroy! Destroy!

Destroy more! MORE!

I have an insatiable thirst for destruction.

The brittle, fragile, frail humans are,

after all, nothing more than discarded puppets.

"For what purpose was I created?"

Please tell me the answer?



There are no such things as "coincidences".

Everything, either good or evil by a black-or-white definition,

has been pre-labeled from the very beginning.

Follow the script: when I snap my left fingers, eradicate the evil!



Just stay? It's 3 o'clock in the morning.

I hunt and capture all the "evil",

letting none escape. I'll chase them to the end of the earth,

until not even a speckle of their ash remains.



Destroy! Destroy!

I will eliminate ALL!

There is no end to this destruction.

Perish! Vanish! Die! All the evildoers are,

after all, nothing more than piles of useless junk.

"For what purpose are you living right now?"

I will tell you the answer!



Destroy! Destroy!

Destroy more! MORE!

I have an insatiable thirst for destruction.

The fragile, brittle, frail humans are,

after all, nothing more than discarded puppets.

"For what purpose was I created?"

Please tell me the answer?



Destroy! Destroy!

I will eliminate ALL!

There is no end to this destruction.

Perish! Vanish! Die! All the evildoers are,

after all, nothing more than piles of useless junk

"For what purpose are you living right now?"

I will tell you the answer!

She buys a new dress for the party,

She always looks good in red.

Turns around in front of the mirror

And disappears inside of her head.

She wonders if he'll even remember,

She asked him in a casual way.

Just incase he didn't want to go with her,

In that event she knew just what she would say.

She thought of maybe asking a girlfriend,

Even though she only has one or two.

She's always done much better with boys anyway,

So who needs girlfriends?

Pacing nervous across the floor of her bedroom,

Gripping tight the phone in her hand.

Fighting beck the rush of emotions,

And dreaming of just having a man.



It's a long walk, and the music is loud.

She sees an old friend,

As she walks through the crowd.

Puts on her best smile,

But underneath she's a broken girl.

But It's a long walk, and the music is loud.

She sees an old friend,

As she walks through the crowd.

Puts on her best smile,

But she will always be a broken girl.



She struggles with an awful decision,

Stay at home or walk in alone.

Her mother does her best to console her,

Her father doesn't know what to say.

Puts on her makeup, puts on the new dress.

Holds her head high, then gets in the car.

Tells herself that no one will notice,

Assuming she can make it that far.

On the way she imagines reactions.

Cupped hands whispering into ears.

Secretly hoping that he'll be there watching,

And she's also hoping he won't.

Walking tentative alone up the driveway,

Sees some people smoking off to the side.

She stops and waits until they go back in,

Crosses her fingers and follows behind.



It's a long walk, and the music is loud.

She sees an old friend,

As she walks through the crowd.

Puts on her best smile,

But underneath she's a broken girl.

But It's a long walk, and the music is loud.

She sees an old friend,

As she walks through the crowd.

Puts on her best smile,

But she will always be a broken girl.



He'll never get you,

He will never understand.

He'll never get you, you can find a better man.

[x8]



This might be the time to break down.

[x5]



Hush child don't make a sound.