For Phsirgittear,

For Phsirgittear,

The one I only know from a book,
May my handwriting worth you read
Though the words were not well formed
May this not sully your highness:

Naa, I am just a boy of ruins
Nothing from me can be proud of...
While pride is something I never know
As you can see, I am just a boy of ruins

Do you know? Darkness is my hand
Which shadows are these words...
Here are the only thing I offer
From a ruins in the darkness

    Take my maroon blood
    Drink it along with your dinner
    So that my soul sings insanely
    In the middle of a starry night

Please sips it heartily...
Because I love your heartbeats,
which an eternal song was made from
Let my blood flows there forever-and-ever

    Take my maroon blood
    Drink it along with your dinner
    So that my soul sings insanely
    In the middle of a starry night

Please sips it heartily...
Because I love your heartbeats,
which an eternal song was made from
Let my blood flows there forever-and-ever

Creating heavenly riffs...