The Girl Who Was... Death 身为死亡的女孩 Don't trust him When he turns his back He looks at you Don't trust him When his eyes are closed: He still looks at you 不要信任他 当他转过身来 他看着你 不要信任他 当他的眼帘紧闭: 他仍看着你 I fled, I fled Devouring the space But the shapeless bulk
