Tengaku
青い時間 さよなら告げる
aoi jikan sayonara tsugeru
雨除けの傘は 僕を捧げ捨てた
ameyoke no kasa wa boku wo sasage suteta
訪れてた夏にも 気付かずに
otozureteta natsu ni mo kidukazu ni
ここはどこだ 僕は誰だと吠える
koko wa doko da boku wa dare da to hoeru
終わりがない と行き先を殺す
owari ga nai to ikisaki wo korosu
分かるはずがない と景色を差した
wakaru hazu ga nai to keshiki wo sashita
自分で築いた 森の外に踏み出せずに
jibun de kizuita mori no soto ni fumidasenai
なぜ歩き出さないの
naze arukidasanai no
なぜ作り上げないの
naze tsukuriagenai no
そして何も始まらないまま
soshite nani mo hajimaranai mama
朽ちて腐り行く人を 屍を 超えて
kuchite kusari yuku hito wo shikabane wo koete
今打ち鳴らす 衝動の刃が 世界を砕く
ima uchi narasu shoudou no yaiba ga sekai wo kudaku
朝焼けが追いつく前に グシャグシャに割れた音で構わない
asayake ga oitsuku mae ni gushagusha ni wareta oto de kamawanai
天楽を
tengaku wo
削れたピック 朽ち果てたギター
kezureta pikku kuchihateta gitā
いたずらに 僕の扉を開く
itazura ni boku no tobira wo hiraku
通り過ぎた秋が すぐそこまで
toorisugita aki ga sugu soko made
始めよう ぶざまな真実を隠せ
hajimeyou buzamana shinjitsu wo kakuse
なぜ立ち止まっていたのか
naze tachidomatte ita no ka
なぜ拒み続けたのか
naze kobami tsuzuketa no ka
そして悩み続けた先には
soshite nayami tsuzuketa saki ni wa
芽生え狂い咲く音を変え道捨てて
mebae kurui saku oto wo kae michi sutete
今打ち鳴らす 衝動の刃が 世界を砕く
ima uchi narasu shoudou no yaiba ga sekai wo kudaku
目が眩むほど美しい泡沫に揺れた音で貫いて
me ga kuramu hodo utsukushii utakata ni yureta oto de tsuranuite
天楽を
tengaku wo
今咲き誇る 狂色の刃が 世界を飾る
ima sakihokoru kyoushoku no yaiba ga sekai wo kazaru
朝焼けが追いつく前に その核に触れた声を張り上げて
asayake ga oitsuku mae ni sono kaku ni fureta koe wo hariagete
天楽を
tengaku wo
Heavenly Music
Blue hour says goodbye
The umbrella shielding me has been tossed aside
Not even noticing the summer that came
Where am I? Who the hell am I howling?
No end in sight, killing the destination
No way to understand, the scenery is blurred
Unable to step outside the forest I built myself
Why don’t you start walking?
Why don’t you create something?
And nothing begins at all
As people decay and rot, crossing over the corpses
Now the blade of impulse strikes, shattering the world
Before the dawn catches up, I don’t care if it breaks with a loud crash
Heavenly music
A worn-out pick, a decayed guitar
Playfully opening my door
The autumn that passed is just around the corner
Let’s begin, hiding the ugly truth
Why were you standing still?
Why did you keep refusing?
And at the end of all that worrying
The sound blooms madly, changing the path and discarding it
Now the blade of impulse strikes, shattering the world
Piercing through with a sound that sways in beautiful, blinding bubbles
Heavenly music
Now blooming proudly, the blade of madness decorates the world
Before the dawn catches up, shout out the voice that touched its core
Heavenly music