Those who have lived pitiful, feeble lives knock on the door in death, don’t they? The little master can’t seem to look away “Such a disgusting tale.” Spread the throat and body far and wide to melt away the dead heart slowly devouring life and gouging out the eyes Hey, weren’t you praying for it too? when our eyes met That kind of tragic nature is my favorite dish Welcome to the interior of my womb! Where both love and ego meet their end And soon you too shall be reborn Isn’t it wonderful being a monster? “Oh, God, why?!” “Enough already!” she cried Just accept it– –It’s your fate! Let’s work hard for the next, next, next master! Legends, lives, the fates of men, and the blissful feeling of falling in love The silent snake laughs at it all “How foolish…” Ah, what’s this? What’s this? I can’t get enough! The taste of this darkened heart Clinging on to an insignificant life you bury your eyes Ahh, it dwelled inside of you, didn’t it? the power to intertwine fates It’s because you truly are– –the ‘queen’ of this tragedy Celebrate it – your existence! In this festival of joint love and ego The wavering days are beginning to collapse With matching paces, they’re heading towards “The First Tragedy” Even if you wail, “give it back!” and weep, “I hate this!” Why should I care? That’s your fate! These horrible, fragile, and cheap days are all proof of that. Such foolish lives resisting over and over again It’s beginning to return to the same story You’re recklessly and clumsily crying, weeping, howling– Ah, what a repulsive existence! Before asking “why?!” Serve your time for asking for too much The empty miracle collapsed as it was split open “I can’t take it anymore!” you cried over and over Even the end will fade away with time Next, next, next time it comes next, next day and the next, next time it happens, I’ll ridicule it!