Confined in a miniature garden, you
Are given the time to
Grow carefully.
Let's grow you carefully,
So as not to break.
I know that "now,"
It's some sort of irony of the past.
Your feeling is passed.
Not disagreeing is impossible.
The swollen red ideal
Leaves to accelerate decision-making.
Why can't it be understood?
Why
Do you
Give me
More?
Do you not understand me?
I'm troubled about touching your mind.
The way I just can't reach it.
At least,
Those of my dolls (things).
You should fear freedom, and
Its slender arms
May not be very stimulating.
There's nothing to be afraid of,
Even if you don't know if the future is good.
Now, feel the pleasure.
Born from instability,
Fruits such as ecstasy drip.
I'm a SADIST.
It is so.
I love you.
I love you.
This is
Education, it is a conversation.
In the face of the moment when
It's unbearable, I
Love you. I also love
Telling lies.
Chew more and taste it.
Please don't disappoint me.
Full course of education.
Don't let it overflow.
Impulsive sensation.
Riot Girl and Teacher.
Baptism + Training
Doing unusual things.
Ah-
I do not hear anything.
Ah-
Can't hear.
Anything.
Can't hear.
I, for you,
Who is the only one to understand,
Why do you understand?
Do
You
Not understand me?
"Obnoxious"
My determination burst.
Those eyes do not reflect me.
At least,
Those of my dolls (things).
We aren't left behind.
If it's you and I,
You know, it's me.
Sing for me.
Put together words for me.
Show me your face.
Yet this game is
Just starting
To take more.
I'm a SADIST.
You're also a SADIST.
It is so.
I love you.
I love you.
Yet,
Have you been put in a place like this before?
