fireflowers Break our doors ,
but now is not time to your remorse!

arrows revolve in wild dance,
and this time is the last what we have.
The sense of shame burns more than flame,
It became impossible to recycle society parts
And the flame already smoothed out smiles.

One drop of a dirt spoils the whole stream,
But each dirty mouth wishes to drink.
One nasty sheep spoils the whole herd,
But won't lag behind

Save internal rest
Accept these news with pride

arrows revolve in wild dance
and this time last what we have
Without understanding logic of things
We revel in the power, without noticing anything around

the smoke arises in social bowels
The flame was lighted by indifference

fireflowers is burn our hands
Eternal error in [bad word] Blind callousness grants to us is right to do errors.
first time action can't give result's,
but now fire is near