Lyrics: Dir En Grey. Withering to Death. Merciless Cult.

The pessimistic you
The merciless you
And the self loving you
What are you looking at?

With comparing and getting things in proportion
You scream out mad
You wanted this ending to happen
You must be a romanticist

But I just remembered
That there is no love here
Over and over somewhere
Begins to break

Please love me
This blood and the meaning
Please love me
This day and this value

Gasp for breath