yomi yori kikoyu, koukoku no hi to honoo no shoujo.
Imperial Circus Dead Decadence
The Girl of the Day of the Advertising and Flames
Wandering in the midst of death, embracing pain, sadness, and anger
Following the path of living with pain
I will open this curtain again
People to the sky, love uncertain
That dawn burns, drops scatter like bubbles
The sown seeds sprout, our wills fluctuate
People to the void, like a flower wet with love and freezing
Even those words, your cries
The monster that claws the earth, its green eyes illuminate an ugly sight
Is it our desires or thirst for power that roam the ruins
If what we love is torn apart, nothing will remain here
The distorted feelings destined will surpass the unyielding
Cherry blossoms fall to bloom flowers again
The flame that remained in the heart dyed in madder
Receiving the tower of advertisements, now rise, wings protecting those we love
The proof of the vow dyed in red, until my body decays
Your feelings
The grim reaper beckons before the great world
We, the unwise, are easily swallowed
The sad repetition of those who cannot understand each other
Like water flowing against the current, people also flow against the current
The wailing arrives here without form
The worst
Malice
Despair
Born far away, the song of the unseen funeral
My wish is there
We will meet there eventually, to you
The monster that claws the earth, its green eyes illuminate an ugly sight
Is it our desires or thirst for power that roam the ruins
If what we love is struck, life will no longer remain there
The cursed lament destined will kill the unyielding
Cherry blossoms fall to bloom flowers again
The flame that remained in the heart dyed in madder
Receiving the tower of advertisements, now rise, wings protecting those we love
The proof of the vow dyed in red, until my body decays
In the dark, in the whirlpool of the underworld
To protect those we love
Grasp the light of the vow dyed in red, now with these hands
My feelings
Even if the world laughs as if it can laugh
Spinning an unbreakable thread, this story continues
Yes, then this world will be told again
At the end of the scattering flowers, what you will see
The third curtain opens
