It’s finally after-schoolEven though I kept running away from place to place,as if never to awake from my deep slumber
In the classroom basked in duskI smell the burnt fragranceof the farewell I told that scorched boy and the regret I felt
At some point, I was mistakenAt some point, I was left behindYou never asked me why–why it ended up like this
Unable to even die, I’ve become frozenThis isn’t a dream
With her youth stolen, a girl of salvation and pity sang of loveEven in such a mundane scene, she’s laughingThe religious founder of Suicide Envy causes harm to a life of mistakesOn the shiny mirror, I am reflected
The scorched earth which is the origin of all creation borders emotion and instinctBeyond the sea of clouds which lets light pierce through onto an ice prisonis the girl who gave me proof other than my heartbeat and pupils that I am humanThis cold, cold life brings me dread
“I’m the only one who is terrified every day”--You’ve covered your eyes with conceit
I relied on my hearing when my vision turned blackBecause of the vivid insults and ridicule,I couldn’t see the hand reaching out to me
The banned literature of solfège and conspiracy theories,the delusion of stabbing you with a knifeThey were all real
I already have no faceThe warning bell chimes
Before I knew it, I was sitting againThis heart that’s unable to changeand these repeating days,I need to end them already
ここめっちゃ鳥肌たった...
めちゃすき声だけになって音ためてるのん好きすぎた
The surface layer of salvation and pity portrays youth’s celebration of loveOnly choosing the simple scenes,a girl who is a manifestation of truth laughs, saying it’s not wrongA cruel transparency rejects me
The reality of sentencing the prisoners of limbo and the spinal fluid of delusionIt all turns into a montage with no individualityFalling into the embrace of falsification and idols that flutter and dance, enticing retreat (Phobos)I came here today to say goodbye
あたりで濁った調教になってどんどん元の澄んだ調教に戻るのがとてもゾクゾクしました(感想文)
With their youth stolen, a symbol of salvation and pity sang of loveI bet the wooden school building burns easilyThe silhouette of the girl who gave me proof other than my heartbeat and pupils that I am humanburned black and disappeared
I was what was connecting the ripped eternity and todayI was scared of that obvious factCursed with an incurable disease, the girl and boy who struggled to surviveimagined the “what ifs” of their cold, cold livesThey imagined
