The slowly floating clouds,
gaze which is uncurious for you.
Lost in the precinct, lost in the fog,

this fire still burns.

I'm looking toward lazurated sky,

realizing my imperfection.

So say your prayers, mankind.

I'm certain his grace won't get me.

He delivered the judgement.

The smallest penalty is
inconceivable for you.
Heart turned into motionless creation.


Can still have life once more.
Can still have life.


For every sin I perpetrated
I'll suffer forever.


I confessed myself that
I will stay here. I will.

For now I crawl,
someday I'll rise.
Someday I will.

I will look on you from above.