Love or Die

For the Other Self Who Is Far Away That I Can Not Reach

A Slowly Fainting Memory of Love and Respect, and Hatred

The Loneliness of Anarchic Beauty Archieved by My Ego

A Heartwarming and Beautiful Flower Will Eventually Wither Away and Become Dirt

The Sin of Almighty God, Respected and Believed by the Masses

That Person's Hearsay Protects My Free Spirit

The Things That I Need to Do for Just One's Love

The Scream of a Sage Who Lost Freedom and Love Taken for Granted Before