I don't know about your good intentions
Because they don't concern me
There is a defeat
Equal to being corroded
Which I didn't choose
But it's the era in which I live
Death is unbearable
For those who cannot live
Death is unbearable
For those who must not live
Praise to Mishima and Mayakovsky
You must disappear
Even if you don't feel like it
And you can only count on yourself
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