The Alarm of Demon

Morning comes,

with the alarm of demon

Every morning,

I feel bloody noise

I cover my ears with my bloody hands,

but the alarm continues resounding

Morning is nightmare

that certainly comes every day

Although I don't hope,

morning comes,

with the alarm of demon

The unnatural sound pierces my heart,

and gives me the darkest remedy

I always drink it,

and I become more bloody

The more morning I have,

the more blood I lose