Even in a mirage, I don't want it
This righteous world that I both love and regret
Crying from my resignation to anxiety
Crying from my resignation to anxiety
Changing to an attractive smile, in the May sky
Embraced by fear, bringing out the bonfire
Tracing and weaving the road of destruction
Tracing and weaving the road of destruction
Proof of oneself, like a jellyfish
The bones have been removed, the Palace of the Dragon King's
Daydreaming, swimming in a dream
My spirit sways, swimming in the sea
If the one true heaven hears my prayers for the curtain to fall
This sinful righteous world's weeping willows also shake their heads
"Restating repeated fiction countless times over and over"
This sinful world dyed dark grey by the fictional dream
Fictional flowers lament over love in the sinful wind
I fell into the Avici hell[1], my innocent truth was
Ultimate reality, with no fiction to be found, and I will become a quiet corpse
"Protecting repeated fiction with my entire life"
This sinful world dyed dark grey by the fictional dream
Fictional flowers lament over love in the sinful wind
I die falling into darkness
[1] The last and most painful of the eight hells, apparently. Ouch!