Smelling the fragrance of blood, I found the palace of repose
A ruined scene, with ghosts singing wildly,
Black rosemary blooms and vines grow windingly
The soul looks around, believing in the bloody moonlight
Smelling the fragrance of blood, I found the palace of rest.
The long-haired vampire queen opened the dusty window
The shadow of the dead branches illuminates her face, as pure as a girl's
Her resentful voice sings with the dead
Smelling the fragrance of blood, I found the Requiem Hall
There are statues in the distance, with broken arms hidden aside.
That's the goddess's wild imagination, pointing the direction with her middle finger
Little red flowers bloom beside her, it is heaven
There is an abyss ahead, and a small river flows.
The blood-like river water irrigates the bloodthirsty desire
Life grows wantonly, looking at the endless sadness
Love without blessing will not perish because of this
Some people choose to be cowardly, some people decide to be strong
Can the blue melancholy river wash away the past?