I know a girl who sleeps in beauty
She is one of her kinds indeed
Her bloody graceful yet virginal smiles
oh they're cold enough
So when she speaks, I run for shields
I know a girl who falls for reason
She is one of her kinds indeed
Her dreamy wishful yet lasting quests
oh they're cold enough
So when she speaks, I run and spy
Lehe is where they bathe
Fire is where they toil
The more we desire,
the more they devour
Lethe is where they bathe
Fire is where they toil