I will march towards the door
With the torn skirt and blouse
I will march towards the door
With no fear to die
I will march towards the door
Even if my body bends until broken
I will march towards the door
On behalf of fallen sisters
I will march towards the door
That frees me from the enslavement
Of the chain of orthodox convention
Liberate their souls to rest in peace
© RukiaAckerman