Music and lyrics by: Machigerita
Pain, confessions, the scent of sins
My heart is dyed black
The scythe in my right hand glows a dull silver
A drop falls into the red swamp
In that instant when they are beheaded,
A sound like a scream echoes 
Tears that fall from my eyes
Become the scythe's voice
A cradle of crime and punishment
Swings, swings, shrieking
In the vortex of hatred,
What are you saying?
The scythe in my right hand,
Which judges the things I love, sings a song.
While my tears are showing,
The scythe makes a sound
The quiet song's flower
Blooms, blooms, and sinks into the swamp
In that place where the light doesn't sprout,
What are you thinking? 
 'Oto' here is written 'neiro,' which means 'timbre, a tone color.'
 'Kimi' here is written 'kisama,' which is a very rude way of saying 'you.'