Gothikcaroid

After CHILD ABUSE, next to the infamous love
I was afraid of this armful of dolls in my hands.

I endured so much. Please, praise me. I just want to be petted.
But people grow to become adults. Now I hate and kill you, right?

The smell of cigarettes, a deeply stained white T-shirt
Buried in the hated garden
the cherry blossoms are blooming crazily, aren't they?

For my first time, I did a good job.
Turn "GOTHIK"ROID
I was born to kill dad.
Unerasable keloid

Tomorrow at this time, surely on boring channel four
They'll be referring to "shoujo A".

I dipped the edge of the knife in type-O red/black jam
and ascertained the proof of one person's life.

GOTHIKAROID

For my first time, I did a good job.
Turn "GOTHIK"ROID
I was born to kill dad.
Unerasable keloid

The day after tomorrow at this time, my name [shoujo A] and picture
will be pasted somewhere, creating an uproar.

I dip the edge of the knife in type-O red/black jam;
If I lick a little, it'll still be warm.

Please let me choose a pretty picture,
Because I want it to be said that I was a very ordinary girl.