外道讃歌 (Gedou Sanka)

I had been waiting for everything, it was an illusion
I wanted to believe, I wanted it too much, ahh
A spiral hole opened in the depths of my body
Not just for me, but for you too, what is it?

I no longer wish for forgiveness
Even if I embrace you, I still don't understand the silhouette
Is it the price I paid without hesitation for hurting you?
Your desires wavered and drifted away from me

Which one do I want, such a cruel question God asks
How many times will he throw it at us?
On the journey of twisting paths, behind me is a long
Stretched shadow
With the small fragments everyone holds in their hands
What can be done?
Which one do I want, such a cruel question God asks
How many times will he throw it at us?

I swallowed without understanding, didn't want to see
Didn't want to touch
The seed of that flower sprouted in the depths of my body
Not just for you, but for me too, what is it?

Rather than wishing for an untouchable temperature
I hope for confidence even in an artificial form
Even if you don't tell me
I'll find it on my own

Both things I tried to obtain, lost to God
Even if I resist, I'll get them back
On the journey sworn to pain, deeply on my back
Are countless scars
The choice that no one chooses, in these hands
What can be done?
Both things I tried to obtain, lost to God
Even if I resist, I'll get them back

If you (if you)
If you (if you) are alive, (if you are alive)
I (I)
I (I) would probably be dead (would probably be dead)
If I (if I)
If I (if I) am alive (if I am alive)
You would probably be dead
Turning our backs

I had been waiting for everything, it was an illusion
I wanted to believe, I wanted it too much, ahh
A spiral hole opened in the depths of my body
Not just for me, but for you too, what is it?

Which one do I want, such a cruel question God asks
How many times will he throw it at us?
On the journey of twisting paths, behind me is a long
Stretched shadow
With the small fragments everyone holds in their hands
What can be done?
Which one do I want, such a cruel question God asks
How many times will he throw it at us?