My goddess Madoka
You know I was a placid girl
Of my wisdom I am justly proud

My goddess Madoka
You know we’re so much better than [bad word] mindless weak ungrateful crowd

Then tell me, Madoka
When I saw you crying there?
Why your teary eyes have scorched my soul?

I feel you, I see you,
The sun caught in your salmon hair
Is blazing in me out of all control

Like fire! [bad word] fire!
This fire in my skin…
This burning desire
Is turning me to sin

It’s not my fault!
I’m not to blame!
It is the pink haired girl, the one who set this flame!
It’s not my fault!
Is this your plan?
You made this yearning so much stronger than I am!

I’ll save you, Madoka
Won’t let your wish take you away
Won’t let you suffer out there on your own

Destroy the Law of Cycles!
And Kyubey shall taste the fires of [bad word] And then let her be mine and mine alone…

SAYAKA: (spoken) Do you know what you’ve done? You stole a piece of the Law of Cycles.
HOMURA: (spoken) piece.
SAYAKA: (spoken) What makes you think you have the right to do it?
HOMURA: (spoken) I’m the one who orders here. I’m the existence who [bad word] and logic… It’s natural that I should be rebelling against God. 
 [bad word] fire!
Dark fire!
Now goddess it’s your turn!
Choose me or my ire
Be mine or we will burn!

Please have mercy on her
Please have mercy on me
But she will be mine or
We will burn