Anecdote
Why I hear endless sorrow?
What is my existence?
Nothing... All...
I can't return
That dream is like reality
That's a dream and nightmare and hallucinated "lullaby"
I can't return
The beautiful world of fairy-tales
The small hands that want to cling to life
The girl who sells her gender
I can hear it
Now the dead voice
There are no words that return to the grieved sin
The meaning of living? The existence of pain? Please
Tell me
I was thrown away, violated, and I learned
Decayed love
I can't return
Let's offer up a prayer
If you wish
Blood and tears and semen and the "lullaby" of piercing
Rain
The meaning of living? Mother's warmth? Please tell me
I was thrown away, violated, and I learned
Decayed love
I can't return
Let's offer up a prayer if you wish
Blood and tears and semen and the "lullaby" of piercing
Rain
Please give me love
The girl who throws away dreams and sleeps