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 mistrust Blind callousness grants to us is right to do errors. first time action can't give result's, but now fire is near