Oh, sweet little sister, so soon they made you leave...
tormented with the pain that was never meant to be seen!!
The sorrow for you and the grief of those close...
How the sorrow remains, the pain of those that loved you...
Sweet little sister, I'll cry for you,
Stain my hands for you...
And I assure you sister, while we shed our tears,
They will shed their bloods!!!
Afraid in their anguish, they'll burn
with our flames too hot!
So they'll burn
with our flames of truth!!!
I'm sad too, little sister! So I stand for justice!
Don't want any more tragedies as such, and truely want true peace!
Have despised conspiracies, cruelty and their enjoyment in desires,
I fear that they are rampant, so let's kill the indulgent, cold, heartless beasts,
once and for all!!
Sweet little sister, I'll cry for you,
Stain my hands for you...
And I assure you sister, when we find them,
we'll torture them slowly, very slowly!!
Afraid in their anguish, they'll burn
with our flames too wild!!
So they'll burn
with the flames of truth!!!
Please wait little sister, you'll soon be at peace!!
Please wait while they suffer, and I'll offer their blood before they rot,
to set your soul free!!!
-Sachét
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