Watashi Naku tou Aishiteru Desu
I am ruined; I shed tears that never reach the ground.
I pray but my prayers never reach.
I am what I fear most; I was extinced 200 years ago.
I will never break free from the grasp of this mirror.
But the only reflections I get....
So let the devil cry.
Her death was in vain.
While I claw at my throat my fear tries to help me calm down.
I scream but my shrieks are not heard.
The bone takes over and soon I turn to dust.
My stretching hand tries to reach the bloody vain of his torturing soul.
The desire to kill him increases and decreases.
Is this sudden love? Or the murderer that comes with it?