No place to go... in the beginning of chaos nI pray to God... kneeling nNo way to fly... a lily's innocencenSir can't you see?... capturednnLike an incomplete butterfly held down by gravitynLike the unhealing wound given as punishment by GodnnI became dirtynin this ugly worldnI hate myself most nDestroy me with pitynnJust like the incomplete moon, my discouraged blue heartnMary of the day appeared in the darkness of this roomnnI became dirtynin this ugly worldnI hate myself mostnDestroy me with pitynnI cannot stop this spoiling heartnLove the broken me with pity