つぼみ - cafe style -(cafe style) - organs cafe

I followed her down a stairwell to a cold and dim lit hall To the last door on the left side She pushed the key in the hole Then she said such a strange thing T

Soon we made our way To the place the people came to celebrate Smile as I pass by Raise their drinks, congratulate me, shake my hand Far away I heard a violin p

"Last night I heard you Opening doors and rattling chains, angel Last night I heard you Tapping your nails on the window pane, angel" Nightmare I cannot escape,

At the train station waiting for my ride There's a man standing, eyes completely white Staring at me, just staring at me... When my train arrived He followed me