Stigma

I've been hiding it, I tell you something
Just letting it rot
Now I can't bear it anymore
Why couldn't I say it back then?
Anyway, it hurts
I really can't bear it

Now cry
I'm just sorry to you
Cry again, for not being able to protect you

Deeper, deeper, only the wounds deepen
Like broken glass shards
That can't be turned back
Deeper, every day only the heart hurts
You, who used to be weak
Taking my sins

Stop crying and tell me something
Tell me, who had no courage
Why did you do that to me back then?
I'm sorry

It's okay, what right do I have
To tell you to do this or that
I'll tell you

Deeper, deeper, only the wounds deepen
Like broken glass shards
That can't be turned back
Deeper, every day only the heart hurts
You, who used to be weak
Taking my sins

I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm sorry, my brother
Even if I hide it, conceal it, it won't be erased
Are you calling me a sinner?
What more can be said

I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm sorry, my sister
Even if I hide it, conceal it, it won't be erased
So cry
Please dry my eyes, ooh

Let that light, that light shine on my sins
The irreparable red blood flows down
Deeper, every day feels like death
Let me receive that punishment
Forgive my sins
Please