(dialogue)

Doctor: Is this really okay with you ?
Woman: Yes.

Doctor: How many have you ?
Woman: Just one.

Doctor: I've killed countless children.
Is this really permissable ? I'll ask again.
Is this really okay with you ?
Are you prepared ?

Woman: Yes
Doctor: Then let us begin.

Translated By: Brian Stewart &Takako Sakuma

If this me in the cage could be loved as I am,
that would be enough, I cant's let this go on.
As I am unloved, I'd rather die...

So I won't raise my newborn cry. I'll quietly sleep...
I wanted to see what it was like, just once, to feel
a mother's love in my hand. I guess this is love...thank you.
A door that can never be opened again has been shut tightly.
But you know what? I am surely your future.

Please put the lyrics to the song in your video info:

A child given birth to an adult unconscious of their sin, dropped.
I never had a name I don't even understand why I am here.
And I haven't known my life of just these several months.
I want to be loved, I want to be born, watching inside my
mother's body. Its the second month since I gained
consciousness, I felt something was too early.
I can't do anyhting yet, meanwhile the cord...

This incomplete me is scraped out, the pain pierces
through my body. The voice of my screaming, crying
mother won't stop screeching in my ears.

The adults in white clothes pull me out, in their eyes
full of cold blood I relfect bloodstained and without
my right arm. They wrap me in black vinyl as-is.
While my consciousness gradually fades, I quietly think;