A wounded heart will fade away
the love is destroying you, in full bloom with the flowers.

JEALOUS

Since that day I didn't know what to about him
for some reason my heart has rejected (him)
His form is changing, far away but all too close
Should I wear a mask, so I can hide my face drawn with tension
when I'm with him.
my heart lost in my body will someday leave me

I'll bloom as the poison flower
and become the flower that blooms again.

A wounded heart will fade away
the love is destroying you, in full bloom with the flowers.

I'll bloom as the poison flower
and become the flower that blooms again.

I can't laugh like I used to,
I'm not the same person who loved him.
I only held that crumbling man once that february night,
I can't forget the 'you' that I loved.

A wounded heart will fade away
the love is destroying you, in full bloom with the flowers.

 

 

 

This rusty clock is like myself
people's love arrives to his end without reason

I remember my childhood when I hungered for tenderness
your voice was too far away

My heart didn't change at all since this time
only the jealousy I take to you increases

I'm afraid to be hurt and I could not do anything
I wish someday my dreams come true

This night when seasons made snow fall
the bunch of love flowers you sent me
was just a bunch of poisoned flowers

I remember my childhood when I hungered for tenderness
I wish someday my dreams come true

My collapsed dream turned into sand
and was taken away by the wind
I won't be able to love anybody
but I'm still looking for you

Seasons made snow fall
I won't be able to love anybody
but I'm still looking for you

 

 

 

 

the way that we walked together back then is lost
yet always we were walking, someday shall I meet with you?

atop the gently sloping hill, the snow slowly falls I understand that I cannot reach you, yet
in your room, a single flower of the kind that you loved, is now...

the day of last year's final snow a promise firmly exchanged
when I remembered, it started to melt, and spill from the palm of my hand

atop the gently sloping hill, the snow slowly falls I understand that I cannot reach you, yet
in your room, a single flower of the kind that you loved, is now...

all alone by the window, just staring at the snow, while I remember you
through the glass, I recall you, and give you a final kiss...

hey smile don't cry anymore
from here on, always, I'll be watching you

atop the gently sloping hill, the snow slowly falls I understand that I cannot reach you, yet
in your room, a single flower of the kind that you loved, is now...

the brightness quietly colours the inside of the town white
you saw the season's final colours
a tear falls reality is cruel, isn't it?
you saw the season's final colours

the four seasons and your colours too soon will disappear
the snow melts, on the street corner, the flowers bloom
you saw the "hues" softly dissolving

the day of this year's final snow *on the street corner, one single flower
when I look up at the sky, the final snow will spill into the palm of my hand

 

 

Bobbing up and down on the swelling rotten sea.
The swelling rotten sea heaves emptilly...see
how the heart is thrown into dismay by the swelling rotten love.
The swelling rotten love only makes the pain worse.

the deep deep deep wounds cry cry cried
the flower that blooms blooms bloomed all over in winter
covering all in bloodred.

I want to plunge the blade of weakness,
born from this torn away heart and the reason behind my tears,
into my heart and slay this moment with it.
living without you destroys all the meaning in life,
The letter I started to write was stopped by my tears
I want to sink into the rotten sea.

Hold me once for every time I cried, unable to find an answer.
Hung my head to hide the tears, at least from you...

I want to plunge the blade of weakness,
born from this torn away heart and the reason behind my tears,
into my heart and slay this moment with it.
everything you tainted,
My body knows I'll never have this love again.
I want to sink it into the rotten sea.
Sink into the freezing cold rotten sea,
longing for you beyond my reach, searching for the voice, the love.

 

 

The intention is clear, I stare… with this left hand, unable to be worded
Every time I bleed, there lies the reason to live… And I discover words being so vivid and bright

Even loved ones scatter like petals from flowers in my hand
So even if I engraved the meaning that I lived in my hand, it will only be known as flowers of vanity

the final

One by one it multiplies… why be a sad bait?

Deep within the hell of my heart… I can’t go back
A self-tortured loser, not being able to see tomorrow
Suicide is the proof of life

Even loved ones scatter like petals from flowers in my hand
So even if I engraved the meaning that I lived in my hand, the petals will just scatter as flowers of vanity

So I can’t live
What’s lost can’t be born again

A song that’s not even seeking the proof of living
Let’s put an end… the final

Let’s blood flowers of attempted suicide...

 

 

my comeuppance & your ignorance

lyrical show time
Full of ability It’s the Blood Red show time
comical show time
Inflammation of vitality It’s the Blood Red show time
cynical show time
Reality comes to life It’s the Blood Red show time
radical show time
Eternity breaks It’s the Blood Red show time

That’s right, I still can’t find the meaning of my existence
That’s why I slice the meaning on my body more and more and more and more and more
-Go ahead and laugh, and just walk away-

The voices of backstabbers still stick me
Someday maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, the voice will be heard straight to my heart
-Go ahead and just laugh, and break away-

hurry up! hurry up! wrist-cut show
hurry up! hurry up! wrist-cut show
no thank you! no thank you!…good bye!
hurry up! hurry up! wrist-cut show
hurry up! hurry up! wrist-cut show
It’s better than to not even notice it

my comeuppance & your ignorance

hurry up! hurry up! wrist-cut show
hurry up! hurry up! wrist-cut show
no thank you! no thank you!…good bye!
hurry up! hurry up! wrist-cut show
hurry up! hurry up! wrist-cut show
show time Its none of my business…hehehe

That’s all I know about it [go ahead!]
Please come to the last gasp with me [my pleasure]

 

 

Wheres the fortunate future?
Where does our fortunate future come?

dick men
fuck off fuck off
and wipe
[Get back my merrily memory]

under the sun
To be revealed as if you were to be ridiculed, the disclosure of the flow of the red rive

You walk the mountain road made of corpses smiling
Again you reach out and ants gather around the lily
under the sun
People that can’t redeem have ash, tears, and taciturnity in both their hands…
Even tomorrow looks away
On the Red Day you question taciturnity and…

 

 

Yes, give me back all those I loved, the unchanging, the rotting, and the dying ones.
Yes, those being given birth to, those giving birth, those who sin,
human suffering begins from this time.

the faces of those who are dying seem so happy,
the faces of those being born seem so sad
Bye Bye Mother.
People in this society build nothing.
People of this society hurt eachother unknowingly
I am alone.

Without a face the crowd gathers and sucks me in.

Look, my heart now being crushed feels like it's about to tear apart
I just wanna be held in warm hands and sleep.

My Sweet Mother smile, in the end let me sleep warmly
Deadly Sweet Mother smile, in the nighttime I'm going to sleep holding the pain.

No, there's no freedom, in freedom there's a wall of freedom,
return those I loved to me
Yes, in deciding the rules, those who decided them, by doing so, lose their freedom.

the faces of those who are dying seem so happy,
the faces of those being born seem so sad
Bye Bye Mother.
People in this society build nothing.
People of this society hurt eachother unknowingly
I am alone.

My Sweet Mother smile, in the end let me sleep warmly
Deadly Sweet Mother smile, in the nighttime I hold the pain
My Sweet Mother smile, in the end let me sleep warmly
Deadly Sweet Mother smile, let me be free to say goodbye in the end.

 

Wake up you're dead

Doing meaningless shit over and over
I'm just a third-rated star covered in blood
See the prince on the rocking horse, his polished face looks cool
I'm just gonna spill my guts on you

Under the name of Justice
You can't break my soul
Under the name of Justice
Kill yourself
Think, you moron
Fall out of line you cockroach

Right, left, front and back, it overflows with despair and pain
They say this anger, this emotion and this passion is all a lie
Wither...
I'm not even trying to justify myself

The dark dark Sunday, the blood stains
You can't save yourself
The dark dark Sunday, the blood stains
One day I will fuck your parents

This is the last time
Welcome to the garden of destruction

Even the voice cannot be heard in the dark .... Soon we'll find out what kind of man you are

The night is cold and long
The night sky is deep and wide

 

 

Tsumi hito sae
Nama atatakai ame ni utare ne dzuku kizu
Uso ga ima umare
Dokoka de uso de wa naku natte
Itsu shika kotoba mo kono hi sae subete
Ayamachi ni umorete yuku
Aoku yogorenai kioku dakishime

 

Gekijou no namida ni kibou sae nijinde yuki
Ima wo ikite yuku tsoyosa sae...
Gekijou ni kurui nageki
Inori wo yuuhi ni kakage

 

Burning from the inside
Crying with pain

 

Anata ni wa sukuenai

 

Gekijou no namida ni ushinatta yasashisa to wa
Umare koko ni ataerareta ai
Ushinatta kokoro no wake
Jibun no yowasa daro...?

 

It's then the proof of sadness,
Caused by absolute justice
In the lukewarm rain which does not stop...

 

 

The lukewarm raindrops cause a deep wound, even to the innocent

A lie is born

And somewhere the lie becomes something else

Someday, all the words, this day and everything else will get buried in the mistake

I hold dear to me, the blue and pure memory

 

My hope fades away from the angry tears

Even the strength to live...

In a fit of passion I go crazy with grief

And so, I pray to the setting sun

 

Burning from the inside

Crying with pain

 

You can not save me

 

The lost sense of generosity from the angry tears, is

The love given to me as I am born

The reason for my lost heart

Must be my own weakness...?

 

It is then the proof of sadness, caused by absolute justice

In the lukewarm rain which does not

 

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