Hiiro no Hana

The sixth memory...

Lying inside a gloomy forest A wounded soldier was captured
Unforgivable...unforgivable... Unforgivable...unforgivable...
The girl stared into the darkness with a ruby smile....
Unforgivable...unforgivable... Unforgivable...unforgivable...

I looked up at the crimson sky, the sunset clouds riding on the wind
I looked at the never setting sun, and thousands of shadows roam the forest

Stained by a false sunset, the flames that scorched the battlefield waver and dance

『I』 merely fight for the ones I must protect
But my body, chained by the earth, would not move...

Have you forgotten anything?
The girl's whisperings are the forest's malice
May calamity befall all those that taint me
May they suffer an endless cycle of curses

Have you forgotten anything?
The law that drives them into action
The paradox of protecting things of importance
By depriving others of the very same things

Hey...what are the truly important things?
A monster called subjectivity would serve as the pointer
Ah...another flower...
Is trampled on by the army...

Have you forgotten anything?

Illusions that my mad ego shows, repeatedly tracing twisted spirals

Tormented by nightmares from which there is no waking
『I』am a crimson flower stained by blood like the rain of garnet

Footsteps resound from a distance in the forest
Ah...『I』am here to trample on『myself』...

Unforgivable...unforgivable...