The born child, extracted from an adult
whose sins are without consciousness
I, who am also nameless, do not understand
why I exist only here,
but I am unaware that my life is being counted only in months....
I want to be able to love  I want to be born
I stare at the inside of this mother's body
Because it is now the time to bring forth consciousness,
I have felt something early in the second month
Still, I can do nothing  That internal plug is....
I, who am incomplete, am a decapitated pain
tearing through a body
My mother's piercing cries do not stop ringing in my ears
A group of adults in white robes have rescued me
In eyes filled with cold-heartedness
I, who has no blood-stained right hand, am reflected
I was bound in black vinyl
As my inner consciousness gradually declines,
I think quietly to myself
If, in the cage, I was able to love,
then that would be okay...but I cannot forgive
It will be better for me to die as I am: unable to love
Therefore, I will not unleash my first cry
Instead, I think that I will just sleep quietly
Just once, I want to try to feel my mother's love with this hand
I am sure whether this is love  Thank you
The door which could not be opened twice
was now being rigidly shut
However, I am probably your future self, therefore

This is truly something wonderful, isn't it?
Yes
How many are you?
I am one person, alone
I have fallen in love with innumerable things
Do you forgive me?
Listen! More people..
It is truly wonderful with this, isn't it?
Yes
Is the meal good?
Yes
Well then, let's begin

la la la...

I will burn until the ashes of my skeleton become nothing
Farewell