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 The common 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! Hell 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 hell 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) A 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 creates rules and logic… It’s natural that I should be rebelling against God.
Hell 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