Lyric added by: Azshannar
A damaged heart, an injured body.
Why was this body sacrificed for everyones sake ?
It is torn in pain and its presence is not seen.
The lie is the wonderful world on the surface that passes by.
A miserable rain will pour down if you believe everything.
Reality was offered.
There truth and mistakes are found.
Is there something wrong with me? All I can see is the latter.
Nothing but a farce. Not worth mentioning.
Without demanding corrections of that dazzling road.
It dyes to a dirty color if I continue to walk.
You who are called god may present punishment.
Let us decorate it with a song of poison, a mistake that can be laughed at.
The Ultimate belief "Self Righteousness" begins to overflows.
There is nothing scary in this world if I can hold that in my hand.
「The massacre of ones lifetime」
a distorted melody echoes and rises to heaven.
Is the meaning of this poem understood by heartless people ?
Soon death will approach, a voice will disappear without warning.
Then let us at least present the song of poison as a farewell gift.