Noir Desire

Noir Desire: A Dark Symphony of Fear and Adrenaline
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Lyrics

Another rainy night

Experiencing another night filled with rain

Alone

Feeling a sense of loneliness

Smoking another cigarette

Indulging in smoking a cigarette

Walking under the bridge

Walking beneath a bridge

I'm thinking

Engaging in deep thought

The look is far away from here

Expressing a distant, contemplative gaze

Can you smell the scent of blood?

Noticing the presence of a scent resembling blood

The symphony

Referring to the complex combination of life and death

Of life and death

Highlighting the symphony-like nature of existence

It's you dying by my hand

Addressing the idea of causing harm or death to someone

Are your cries of fear exciting me?

Questioning whether the fear expressed by the victim is arousing

Above all the rest

Elevating the significance of the person above others

Is the adrenaline in my veins

Describing the intense rush of adrenaline in the veins

Seeking a victim for

Searching for a victim to fulfill personal needs

My needs

Viewing the victim as a scapegoat for one's sins

A scapegoat for my mortal sins

Expressing a desire for a sacrificial figure

I saw her singing inside

Observing a woman singing in a smoke-filled club

A smoky club

Being captivated by the hypnotic eyes of the woman

Her eyes were hypnotizing me

Sensing fear in the atmosphere

I can smell the scent of fear

Noting wide-open eyes, possibly expressing surprise or horror

Eyes open wide

Prompting the question of why the person is chosen to die

Asking me why

Reiterating the concept of causing harm or death to someone

It's you dying by my hand

Questioning whether the victim's cries of fear are arousing

Are your cries of fear exciting me?

Reemphasizing the intense rush of adrenaline in the veins

Above all the rest

Repeating the idea of elevating the significance of the person

Is the adrenaline in my veins

Reiterating the description of the intense rush of adrenaline

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