You are Crimson Camellia
Before the sun is rising
dreamt to bloom
beautifully and beautifully surely
But dont bloom, withered, fell, and rotted
Like a bloody fountain

Your [bad word] out
As we live, so must we die
As [bad word] a crime, so must you received
a punishment
Dont accept a stupid question
Why, yes..
You scattered..
..In cold blood

I was gonna desperately [bad word] beautiful for them
(Laughed at them)
Still, they smiled gently to me,
for me, for such me
(Dont look back)

If you say "Need a punishment",
you may rot me so easy
(Your many friends)
But, how will you sublime their desire
instead of me
(Dont you think so)

I am Crimson Camellia
Not as strong as the meaningless blood rest
on my shoulders
Thats why my body is red
like a blood
Thats why I know pain called "BLOOD"
Thats why I want to lose nobody
You killed..
..In cold blood

I just [bad word] sence
and order for us and them
(Laughed at them)
Moreover, no one criticized me,
threatened me,
kill me
(Dont look back)

Even if you say
"Wrong that you did",
you dont punish me
(My many friends)
So, you can sublime never ever
("Their desire" that you say)
Dont you think so

I am Crimson Camellia

If you called "EVIL", to bleed
Thats just hypocricy
And extremeness of fragileness

You and I are not permitted to violate [bad word] of life
No not even all things

Wither when blooming
Fall when withering
Rot when falling
Bud when rotting

Crimson Blood

As we are born, so they bud
As we grow, so they are swelling
(Crimson blood)
As we grown up, so they bloom
As we grow old, so they wither
(Crimson blood)

As we pass out, so they fall
As we die, so they rot
(Crimson blood)
We repeat this
They repeat this too
So, I have taken one flower name

Crimson Blood

As we are born, so they bud
As we grow, so they are swelling
(Crimson blood)
As we grown up, so they bloom
As we grow old, so they wither

(Crimson blood)
As we pass out, so they fall
As we die, so they rot
(Crimson Camellia)
Can bud with them again some other time
Please bloom together then

My name is..