Be the Valentine, rip the heart of mine Give your innocence to the brightest of dreams This is harvest time, taste the bloodred wine Of this gilded art, it is spilled from my own heart It's so hard to see my face In the mirror's cold disgrace I wonder what is this I have become A childish forlorn wish So easy to seduce Seems like it's just one step to fall down Be the Valentine, rip the heart of mine Give your innocence to the brightest of dreams I can hardly write these lines Cause I already have signed My name across the wall of prayers Now I listen to my name Sounding like a blame I close my eyes and start to sing my song Be the Valentine, rip the heart of mine Give your innocence to the brightest of dreams This is harvest time, taste the bloodred wine Of this gilded art, it is spilled from my own heart If I'm looking back behind To long forgotten times There's something that is burning on and on Oh, oh, oh, pactum fraudis! Sanguinans! I live in memories, cast into melodies They die in harmony with greed and treachery Be the Valentine, rip the heart of mine Give your innocence to the brightest of dreams This is harvest time, taste the bloodred wine Of this gilded art, it is spilled from my own heart How can I run from this hurting neverending pain...