Even consciousness ends and turns to ashnnI spin memories of my short lifennThat is falling to ruin, and returning to the groundnI cry in these moments foolishly, until my voice withersnnSuffering in the flames, carrying this painnInto the severe future...nnThe tears come back to me, watering the solitary artificial flowernnHow many times do I have to scream?nnMy right arm is burnt and continues to meltnThe pain intensifies, and I return to that daynnMy thoughts were colored by cruelty.nFor this, I burn.nnSuffering in the flames, carrying the painnThe cruel hearts are not saved...nnMy thoughts were colored by cruelty.nFor this, I die.nnSuffering in the flames, carrying the painnThe cruel hearts are not saved...nnBecause of my cruelty, I suffer...nBecause of my cruelty, I suffer...nBecause of my cruelty, I suffer...nBecause of my cruelty, I suffer...nBecause of my cruelty...