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大小姐×二小姐
What a dark, cold place
The young lady who was lonely
Desired for a warm, trebling heart
The blood shed from his neck
The sword pierced to his body
So despair
Vanishing without a whisper
The cruel sacrificial rites has begun
That is an eternal curse
Without who, without you
Now, the lady who desire blood
Looking to the place which far away
Thus die, thus die
Black horses ran alone the road
Never come back
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