厚布束身勒如绳，

心跳沉沉似鼓鸣，

冲破胸口欲脱缨。

我知晓，烈火成灯，

松开指尖的裂痕，

罪便潜行，罪便笑，缓缓蚕食众人魂。

缓缓侵蚀，寸寸深，

溶解理智作泥泞，

扰乱心绪碎作尘。

所以我，将罪缝紧，

缝作新颜覆我身，

低语沉语快语谨。

让他们知险中行，

却仍不禁去探寻，

玩火之徒终易碎，

击溃他们太轻松。

啊，自控如丝抽尽，

扯断边缘寸寸尽，

罪之丝带缓然落，

啊——你是礼物，被剥尽。

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(TL:

wrapped up in thick ribbons of cloth,

i breathe, my heart beating solid against sin,

pushing to get out.

i know, with a certainty,

that let loose of my clenched fingers,

my sin prowls; my sin laughs and slowly,

slowly, breaks people down;

melting them between moments,

flustering them, turning their present minds to slush.

so i try - to hem in my sin,

sew it into a new mask settled on my skin,

and to talk fast, talk low, talk deep, talk careful;

make sure they know what they’re getting into,

even if invariably they all seem to want to test me -

playing with fire - it is so, so easy to break them down.

ah, but my self-control is like ribbons,

fraying at the edges. tug the sin ribbons and they fall away,

ah - you are a beautifully wrapped gift to take.)