A girl searches for hardcore gore pictures on her computer
And inside her notebook, plants bloom.
A criminal innocence springs into being
In this society of unrequited loves.

“I wish that I were beautiful,”
Whenever I think this
It’s surely because the medications are working too well.
“Do I look normal? Am I doing okay?”
I can’t help but find myself worrying.
Please, medications, work even more…
This is how I am
And I suppose that’s all I can ask for.

The instant that Mika-chan’s hands are bitten off
Mika-chan’s face is all like ‘woahoahoah!’.
And inside her notebook, plants move.
A criminal innocence springs into being
Romance is a fantasy, I swear.

“I wish that I were beautiful,”
Whenever I think this
It’s surely because the medications are working too well.
All the people who would hurt me
Are bastards who I wanna kill.
Please, medications, work even more…
Truly this world
Is not much but what more can we ask for?

I’ll brandish a sharp blade
Pretend that I’m insane
So I’m thinking.
There was a time I did try
Drank vegetable juice
I really did.
“I’m here to slaughter you all,”
The angel with torn-off wings declares.
I can wear a veneer of meek cuteness
But it is agonizing
And nobody approaches me.

“I wish that I were beautiful,”
Whenever I think this
It’s surely because the medications are working too well.
“Do I look normal? Am I doing okay?”
I can’t help but find myself worrying.
Please, medications, work even more…
That’s how I am
And there’s no hope I could ever be more.

A flower of gore.
A flower of gore.