Text: Dir En Grey. Withering To Death. Itoshisa Ha Fuhai Ni Tsuki.

The dance hods together this little girl As she waits for the morning
The best friend She has no one to wave to anymore

The good old days are so dear
The ashes are like flower petals that rise up to the sky

Say good bye as we torch the fire to the victims stacked up
The ashes are like flower petals that up to the sky

Let's put on a dress and dance
I gave her my endless love But she cries aloud... so
I
Now take off the dress and go to sleep
The endless love The little girl with happiness her sleeping face is gone

The decompsed dress and the leg of the little girl
I carry.