What will one’s existence be?nWhere will be hope to live?nI'm hurting from sorrow rather than from a wound.nThe crimson tears won't stop…nnInside those crimson tears, I’m wondering what is the sense of my existencenI closed myself to your reluctant mindnWith your smile combined with hypocrisy, I understand your foolish lienI want to forget my dear and cruel younI pray for your welfare and a little malice.nnWhat should I find in despair? Make me realize.nImage is breaking.nThis invisible grief is painfulnTake away my sad blood. Destroy my scared face.nAm I only tumbling in pain?nI’m just crying… I still want to love younUnder this mask, I’m quivering in lamented weaknessnWho am I only looking for, hating, and living for?nLaugh at my exposed woundnCan you be satisfied with the crime you spitted out with your horrible voice? Again…nnI'm just killing myself.nnI’m just crying… I still want to love younUnder this mask, I’m quivering in lamented weaknessnnHolding my despair from your unreachable voice, I don’t hesitate anymorenI can’t live with strength, nobody can save mennWho am I only looking for, hating, living for?nLaugh at my exposed woundnCan you be satisfied with the crime you spitted out with your horrible voice? Again…nnI'm just killing myself.nnEven if I die in darkness, surrounded by my solitude, would you cry for me?nAn cynical perfect lovenIn order to break this disturbed mind, the shapeless me, you didn’t yet…nWill you demand me again?