I was wrapped in the white blanket with deep red stain,
My blood circulation stopped but the soul was running out in pain.
Each edge of my skin was full of wound,
They ruined my universe but I swear I didn\'t make any sound.
Laying unconsciously I saw my reflection- miserable and undress,
Oh no! Pinning hopes from these Asmodeus now seems useless.
My heart is yelling but words are none,
Oh I remember! Those devils just did it for fun.
She is a whore, she will ravage your peace,
Before her victory, her life shall cease.
I beg no protest, they are inutile.
It won\'t cure my pain but work as their utile.
No orders but a request to my beautiful world,
Forget about the goddess, just treat me like a girl.