Hands of clock determine time. They all are small but they are some Who have the power, Who rule of life our. We, people, are strong and smart And first of all we have the heart. But we have king – The master is dull things. How I want the time to stay. Want return, No want I say. Need not lose head. Temptation for dead, For killing you, my love. My drug is sake, it stupefies. I’m losing my head and closing eyes. Tell me why do you kill? Tell me what do you feel? Some day I’ll kill you But now Ai shiteru.