Katayoku No Tori

The judgment of the final star is for the essence of the soul
No one can amend the sins that are engraved in the veins

In the whispers of the sea, the sky and the earth
The storm calls the wind as a treasure
The witches laugh at the edge of the mysterious leaf
The song of the night of despair repeats

Sin and punishment
The butterfly of the yellow silk falls into hell
To the pair of wings, feathers are plucked and taken away

Don't cry
Scare the faded illusion
Let's raise a toast to the fleeting moment
The promise that cannot be fulfilled is engraved in the depths of the heart
Becoming redder and redder, it's okay

To the holy St. Peter
How heavy is my punishment
The granting of voices without voice
The granting of the sins of the day

The wounds that cannot be healed are like the thorns of a rose
The hatred blooms in the memory of the heart

The secret and sin in the forest
The bird with one wing whose wings were stolen
At the last moment, whose name will you call?

Don't run away
Let's change lies, truths, and magic
The answer that is too early is sad
If you hold me tightly, look

The door of paradise, where the fleeting light flutters, will open

The miracle is a whisper in the destiny
The world that intertwines will crumble

Don't say the words of the tree of sin
Don't listen to the true wish

Don't cry
Scare the faded illusion
Let's raise a toast to the fleeting moment
The promise that cannot be fulfilled is engraved in the depths of the heart
Becoming redder and redder, it's okay

Impossible, unattainable, the true secret is not to be
The granting of all love