Dim Scene
the GazettE
Dim Scene
Due to laughing too much
The value of that balloon has dropped
The disconnect sleeping next to me is foolishness
The meaning of the crumbling scene
The decaying meaning
Under the flock of crows
There are many zeros escaping until the cries stop
The distorted ideal form
Melts deeply as it is sewn together
The reality floating in the companionship
Is it due to the numbness of the heart?
The sky is torn apart and the light falls to the ground
Nurturing the crying voice of a baby's dream
The lies are too covered up and are deteriorating
Falling with butterfly wings
Drowning in the back of agony, drowning in love
Reaching out to the dead shell, the distant viewer
The old woman laughs at the impending tomorrow
Please, let me be myself
The aimless pain fills the target
Closing my eyes, wounds cannot be healed by the extinguished song
The end that emerged on the wall
Every time everyone wishes for oblivion
So my song, lost and torn apart
Is drowning in the dim abyss of nothingness