Kuchiki No Tou
Mucc
Tower of Blocks
A tower of blocks stacked high
I shattered it all with my own hands
Everything in sight has lost its warmth
The scattered rotting wood is me, you know
I crush my heart in my grip
The reason was my own blood
A twisted, warped morality
Singing is my atonement, I guess
Redemption comes with the rotting wood
Never fading, the touch lingers on my palm
Ah, dragging this endless past along
Walking on a prosthetic leg over the rotting wood
If I can’t protect anything anymore
I’ll become a spirit of the tree, even to the crows
Until the repeating sound comes to an end
Darkness is inevitable
Seeking light is foolishness
Basking in empty light
Come on, stumble and keep carving
Am I still alive? I feel like I’m losing it
Since that day
Ah, dragging this endless past along
Raising these hands stained with pain
I should just throw away the hurt
I am a spirit of the tree, not a person
Living to atone with these hands, for redemption.
