[Intro]
By the resounding chime of nature’s clock, you hear the time of judgment approaching. This year is the year of rebirth, which comes upon us once every sixty years.  Combine the three lights, the four seasons, and the five phases: Sixty is the combined number of complete nature revealed, and as such it tolls throughout the whole of nature. In other words, nature is reborn every sixty years. You, from this cyclе, are not exempt. At a timе like this, at least begin to realize that duty you’ve long neglected. What is the good deed you can do right now?

[Verse 1: Eiki Shiki & Fairy Choir]
When a life turns on her fateful year
Let it ring! Oh, let the verdict ring clear… (clear...)
As the blind actor is met in her match by the great unmoving seer…
Looking back upon a lifetime of reflections gathered long in a mirror

So… Many as you are, unlike any to each…
Preach~ One… universal truth isn’t out of reach
Go… As the hour draws, there is so little time to teach
Now… Listen through the land for the cleansing speech

[Bridge: Eiki Shiki & Fairy Choir]
Turning, turning, turning anew…
And once I’ve put it into words, you may follow them through

Under the burden of guilt, here the liveliest flower shall wilt:
Tinged in its deep violet stain…
When color fades, black or white shall remain

[Chorus: Eiki Shiki & Fairy Choir]
Unwilling to turn, here the stubbornest flower shall burn:
Underneath these eyes, as striking and sharp as the hot-cold steel of a sword…
Fearing doom, yearning for reward
[Verse 2: Eiki Shiki & Fairy Choir]
Torn… Sooner, later, plucked by the frail short stem…
For them… My duty at hand is but to condemn
Born… Already in debt for the freedom to live…
Still… counting on another hand to forgive

[Chorus: Eiki Shiki & Fairy Choir]
(Under the burden of guilt, here the liveliest flower shall wilt
Underneath these eyes, as striking and sharp as the hot-cold steel of a sword…
Fearing doom, yearning for reward.)

Too concealing, cold and unfeeling; too hot-headed, lying and stealing
Too confusing, selfishly choosing; too much pride, you can’t fathom losing
Too deceiving, not worth believing; too much noise, and lacking in meaning
Too far-straying, half-hearted praying– one more soul uncontent

(Words: turn to deed, turn to thought, to the truth by which sin may be caught
To embody here the all-supreme word of the hell that leaves one to burn…
May suffice that the rest shall learn.)

Too small-minded, bitterly reminded; lost in a song, you leave yourself blinded
Unforgiving, merely just living, you who are taking far more than giving
End your ruses where the bad news is; do what you must, or drown in excuses
Bear your burden, get the last word in– know your sins and repent

[Outro]
…Sigh. It looks like I’ll need to lecture you much more