[Piano instrumental] [Intro] Ah garnet, garnet, garnet... Whole floor's in crimson drops. My true self incarnates. I don't think I can stop. [Verse 1] Hear my voice. Do you notice that something's wrong? Dark spirits in my soul rejoice And the temptation is too strong. [Bridge] You ask: How can you do that? I answer you: No regrets. You ask: Don't you feel guilty? I answer you: pleasure outweighs. [Chorus] Ah garnet, garnet... Couleur parfaite. The epitome of grace. Like a colour of your face When you see me, see me... Tu es en train de mourir. You don't even have a thought That I can take a shot. [Chorus] Ah garnet, garnet... Couleur parfaite. The epitome of grace. Like a colour of your face When you see me, see me... Tu es en train de mourir. (oh-oh) You don't even have a thought That I can take a shot. (I can take a shot) [Instrumental] [Outro] Tintement des cristaux, le son des gouttes. Symphony of moment when I shoot. [End]
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