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𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘀 -
Music, Tuning - razaplays
Vocals - 重音テト & 欲音ルコ
Translation - THØRNS
UST - MEKARI
MV - やまぐち (edit by razaplays)
𝗟𝘆𝗿𝗶𝗰𝘀 -
“My body heat has risen once again
From searching for change in something that’s dead
I can’t get rid of it, even though I tried
So I make this soliloquy I pitifully write

Like an electric shock pulsing through my veins
Suddenly the fear mixes with the pain in my bloodstream
Through all the particles in the smoky hall
You are being followed by a chain sickle agleam
Though even when it goes
Even when it goes
Even when it goes
Even whеn it goes
Even when it goеs
Even when it goes
Even when it goes
Even when it goes it is not gone

Sounds that you try to scream don’t make any sense
Coming out your throat since it has become so infected
Hanging above a chair is a crescent moon
Rotted and deranged laughing at the way you’re affected
Now it is getting close
It is getting close
It is getting close
It is getting close
It is getting close
It is getting close
It is getting close
It is getting closer and closer to you

People that sit and cry tossing all the blame
When they are the ones lighting up the flag of salvation
With all the skeletons which have since resigned
Shut themselves away after kissing all their collections
Say “Somethings wrong with me”
“Somethings wrong with me”
“Somethings wrong with me”
“Somethings wrong with me”
“Somethings wrong with me”
“Somethings wrong with me”
“Somethings wrong with me”
“Somethings wrong with me” in a whisper

Hope for a paradise of eternal life
Without any strife is repeated like it’s a mantra
All of the same adults preaching such a dream
Tried to board an ark that they had destroyed for nirvana
All of the black stars
Of the black stars
Of the black stars
Of the black stars
Of the black stars
Of the black stars
Of the black stars
Are looking at them
A blinding light was seared into my eyes
The bells of departure toll in the sky
The history built by a godly hand
Shoved an answer in my mouth that broke apart and turned to sand

My body's heat has risen once again
From searching for change in something that’s dead
I plead to the stars shining in the night
But I’m met with a reflection of your eyes inside their light

Try to pick up the grief but it only flows
Down a muddy stream before it all turns into salt and
Prayers and your sympathy and even your pain
And your apathy and your pity all can be priced and
Though when I turn around
When I turn around
When I turn around
When I turn around
When I turn around
When I turn around
When I turn around
I can still hear you screaming

Swimming inside the sea buried in your mind
Is a single fish living inside your self-conscious
Saying there’s virtue in letting go of hope
Everywhere I look everything is coated in blood red
All of the black stars
Of the black stars
Of the black stars
Of the black stars
Of the black stars
Of the black stars
Of the black stars
Are looking at me
My body heat has risen once again
From searching for change in something that’s dead
I can’t get rid of it, even though I tried
So I make this soliloquy I pitifully write

The weeping cells now travel to the sea
The shake of the earth refused to be ceased
The clouds made of ash follow up ahead
As if tracing where a flock of swallows drifted overhead

I’m begging for a future to exist
With hands full of hope and pride that I stitched
I plead to the stars shining in the night
But I’m met with a reflection of your eyes inside their light

If I could hold your hand, say I love you then
I could kill these dreams that had never come to fruition
As all your functions slow an abnormal heat
Slowly starts to show all across your whole nervous system
No, this cannot be real
This cannot be real
This cannot be real
This cannot be real
This cannot be real
This cannot be real
This cannot be real
This is just too painful to be real life

Sounds that you try to scream don’t make any sense
Coming out your throat since it has become so infected
Hanging above a chair is a crescent moon
Rotted and deranged laughing at the way you’re affected
Now it is getting close
It is getting close
It is getting close
It is getting close
It is getting close
It is getting close
It is getting closer
It is getting closer and closer to you."

𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗰𝘁 -
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