Flowers of Hell

Flowers of Hell

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Flowers of Hell

We didn’t ask to…
Why do we kill...?
Why do we betray our friends…?
Why do feel the need to shed their blood…?

We didn’t ask to…
The feeling of being betrayed…
The feeling of not trusting anyone…
The feeling of not know who to turn to…

We didn’t ask to…
Deep down, do we really make friends…?
Do we call the members of our “Club” our best friends…?
Our “friends”…, do they really care about us…?

I don’t really know…
Every time Rika says, “Nipa~” is she really happy…?
Does she really want to kill…?
This was all caused by her after all…

I really don’t know…
Every time Hanyû goes, “Auauauauau” is she really scared…?
Why does she talk about death to complete strangers with a deadening glare…?
Is… she just trying to lower our guard… to kill us…?

I really don’t know…
Every time Satoko laughs, “Hohohoho” is she really laughing…?
Is she really just making fun of us…?
Is… she really planning to kill us…?

I really don’t know…
Every time Rena says, “I wonder” what is she wondering…?
Is she wondering about what we’re thinking…?
Or… is she really planning to kill us…and wondering how to do it…?

I really don’t know…
Every time Keiichi picks up a bat, is it really cuz he wants to play baseball…?
Is it really for protection against us, because he doesn’t trust us…?
Or… is he really planning to kill us…?

I really don’t know…
Why doesn’t Shi-chan come to see us very often…?
Is Shion trying to get revenge for something…?
Is… Shion planning to kill us…?

I really don’t know…
Every time I see Mii-chan, is it really her… or the Demon in the Kanji of Mi..?
Why does she go berserk when she’s alone with someone, but fine in a group…?
Is Mion just planning… to kill our “Club” members… one by one…?

I never asked to be a “flower of hell”
Why am I so cursed…?
I really don’t know who to trust anymore…
Do I turn to my friends who might kill me…?
Can I just say, “gomenasai”… over and over and over?
I don’t know why I’m a flower of hell…
I guess I was just born to be cursed…
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But one thing I do know is;… “The sound of footsteps become louder everyday”…