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I cursed this ferocious blood of mine.
The cross of such momentous legendary sins...
As the ripples in the lake expand, I pray to the moon
for punishment for my grave sins.

Lock them up, lock them up, these instincts I've
hidden, their freedom snatched away by chains.

In flashback
I can't bear any more of those days to which I don't
want to return. I won't waver anymore - the present is
the seed of a future that I want to truly live.
All my sins, all my punishment, I'll accept everything.
I'll live in a tomorrow where I can transcend all my
bestial blood.

In a corner of my revived memories,
A lamentation ruled over the darkness and the night.
With the clock still unchanged from that time, the
fresh blood and the cross in the night of a full
moon...

I won't run away, I won't run away, someday you,
prowling about, seeking light, will disappear.
The chains that bind my heart are so painful, so
painful - our final parting...

In flashback
I can't bear any more of those days to which I don't
want to return. I won't waver anymore - the present is
the seed of a future that I want to truly live.
All my sins, all my punishment, I'll accept everything.
I'll live in a tomorrow where I can transcend all my
bestial blood.

Now as the final bell sounds and I confront it all...