The Parade of Battlers
Otoha
The Parade of Battlers
Lost in unbearable tragedy
The unchanging warmth sways in the depths of my eyes
Unsophisticated dirt leaves keloids behind
Even now, somewhere, mourning that day I can't return
Crawling out to the horizon at the end of life
Just wanting to live beautifully
Yet why do my legs tremble
I can't hear
Love and hate intertwine, a fiction turned inside out
Goodbye to trivial concepts
The noisy clamor of the masses
The splendid appearance of lies
Shout, drag, expose
Throw away all the archipelagos
Even the crown of cursing someone
Incorporated like a trace
Just good at pretending to be human
Looking for those who are not monsters
It's like the blue sparkle
Of a first-class star
Come on, progress is still not enough
Let's play the parade of loneliness
Everything in this world is not as ugly or precious
As one might think
Born to disappear, so as not to extinguish
Somewhere in the sky, someone asks the true tradition
Finally standing, kneeling
Even prayers are futile
So what, you say, so kind
Both sides colorless, a glass path
Even if it shatters and dances in destruction
Laughing at jokes like 'What a joke'
Decide with a single thought and point
Burned, standing aside, trembling
The fierce fire of the past still smolders
Even the lingering resentment in this body
Burn it and exhaust the retaliation
Because even demons are not eternal
Until you become a monster, it's not over
Then let's just designate
A rough play
No more unnecessary fuss
Pass through the empty street
Burn the unstoppable transparent stone
The parade of loneliness is just beginning
There is no love, there is no love, there is no love there
There is nothing, there is nothing, there is nothing like the truth
Only one thing, only one thing
Only one person in this world
Doubt fanatically
Live overwhelmingly shitty
Shout, drag, expose
Throw away all the archipelagos
Even the emotions of cursing someone
Incorporated like a trace
Just good at pretending to be human
Looking for those who are not monsters
It's like the blue sparkle
Of a first-class star
Come on, progress is still not enough
Let's play the parade of loneliness