(If you love him, use your monstrous power.)
Living a life in slight misery
The dead are knocking on the door, aren't they?
The small master cannot watch indifferently
It's an unpleasant story
Throats and bodies that split open and widen
In order to melt a dead heart
Leisurely swallowing up life
I gouge out eyes
Hey, you prayed too, right?
Whenever you glared at me
That kind of tragic spirit is
Something I really love
Welcome to the interior of my womb
The endpoint of love and ego
You will soon be reborn as well
It's wonderful to be like a monster, right?
Saying things like "Ahh, God, why?"
"I'm sick of this already!" you cried
Just accept it, this is fate
So next, next, next, let’s work hard for the master
Legends, life, and even people’s fate
And inadvertently falling in love, too
Quietly, the snake laughs out
“Such stupid things.”
Ah, how difficult, what a challenge, I can’t stand it
What licks at a dull heart is
Trimming away at a small life
Embedding in those eyes
Ahh, it dwells in you, right?
The "power of meeting eyes"
In this tragedy you are the "queen"
Enjoy it, this life of yours!
Weaving together love and egoism
Those wavering days are beginning to break as well
Matching pace and heading to the “first tragedy”
“Give it back!” You lamented,
"I’m sick of it already!" You wept
You knew it, right? That's fate
That terribly petty and fragile story
Is the real thing, isn't it?
No matter how many times you deny it
This foolish life you're living
Begins to return to those same days
Recklessly, uncouthly,
Cry, sob, wail, and become intertwined.
Ahh, it’s an unsightly life
Before you even ask “Why?”
You asked for too much and now serve to sin
Hollow miracles will break open and collapse
Saying “It’s enough already!”
No matter how many times you just cry
Even the end will quickly fade away
And the next, next time it comes
The next, next day
And the next, next next one after that too,
I will still snear!