Knowing That the Floating World Is Like a Dream, CP: 2727

Chaos as dark as ink, as gentle as water Drained and shrouded in the vague fleeting time Singing a sad tune Sing quietly The fear of loneliness, the mask of hypocrisy and gentleness Watering the illusory beauty with sad lies The figure is hidden in the sky, and the bloody red lotus flower blooms brilliantly Burn the fire of hell Everything returns to zero --- I will never leave you..., My beloved Tsunayoshi... Why... You are... Tears flowed down the corners of my eyes... Why... You want me to fall in love with you... Give me a fatal blow at the end...