CONSCIENCE:
How different it was, Sayaka, When you, still innocent, Came here to the station, And from that well-travelled road, Babbled your hopes, Half, a childish game! Half! Good in your heart! Sayaka! What's in your mind? In your heat, what crime? Do you pray for your own soul, who, through you, fell to the confines of a mere gem? Whose blood is on your hands? And beneath your heart, does not something stir and swell, And trouble you, and itself? A presence full of foreboding?
SAYAKA:
Oh! Oh! As if I were to be free of the thoughts that rush here and there in side, despite myself!
BROADCAST:
'Dies Irae, dies ilia, Solvet saeclum in favilla'. (That day, day of wrath, will dissolve the world to ash)
CONSCIENCE:
Wrath grasps you! The trumpet sounds! The grave trembles, and your heart, from ashen rest, to fiery torment brought again, shudders!
SAYAKA:
Would I were not here! It seems to me as if the organ steals my breath, the broadcast dissolves my heart in the abyss.
BROADCAST:
'Judex ergo cum sedebit, quidquid lated adparebit, nil unultum remanebit'. (Whence the Judge takes the chair, whatever hidden emerges, nothing is left unpunished)
SAYAKA:
I'm so stifled! The signs on the walls. Impreson me! The train Crush me! -Air!
CONSCIENCE:
Hide yourself! Sin and shame cannot be hidden. Light? Air? Misery, to you!
BROADCAST:
'Quid sum miser tunc dicturus, quem patronum rogaturus, cum vix Justus sit secures?' (What shall I say in that misery, who shall I ask to speak for me, when the righteous will be saved, and barely?)
CONSCIENCE:
The Mami, turn their faces from you. That Madoka, shudder to offer you their hand. Misery!
'Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?' (What shall I say in that misery?)
SAYAKA:
Kyouko! Your apple!
(she falls)