rozen maiden

Unto me bind the necklace of rose,
I'll hold the silver chain in my mouth.
Yet another will perish tonight,I despise you.
Kneel down and lick the bitter drops of love,
My mischievous servant.

In the days and months of myself,
My heart still beats.
Moonlight shines on torn wings,
As they shake to life again.
Solitude is more frightening than darkness.
Let's prove our promises before the Cross,
With our desire.

Remove the manacles of rose,
Put them on our white wrists.
It is the miracle of touching each other.
I adore you.
Kneel down and offer yourself.
The painful words of love are
Absorbed into the gauze of the new arabeque.

- Rozen Maiden