Yo yo yo, it feels suffocating
A weekend sandwiched between melancholy and gloom
This world is so hard to live in
Who’s to blame?
A creepy shadow lurking in the world
Even this cute face has become a weapon
But all I taste is bitterness
I’m so hungry during the day, seriously
The setting sun, the curtain rises
Secret activities hidden in the night
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
Discerning the true face of the running miles
Willows are green, flowers are red, but can evil naturally disappear?
The sighs of that child on the road, peach or blue, various colors seem possible
Stealing yellow and white? Purple snatching scarlet?
No… the hunt begins, like a drama’s list of criminals
Escape or die, bet on odd or even
This is demon extermination
Running through the back alleys
Capture them all
According to plan!
(Three) Everyone, please enjoy your conversation for a moment
(Two) Come on, stand up, it’s still Round 1
(One) Let’s settle this, countdown
If we’re going to fall into depravity for the rest of our lives
Surprisingly, it’s a comfortable drama, isn’t it?
Once you cross that line, it’s over
Cutting off your neck, harvesting your soul
Crucifying and burning in the sunlight, mini sinful desires (too late)
Well, shut up and be silent already, offering up this world (too late)
The first trumpet has sounded, a serious act of betrayal (too late)
A perfect victory as if it were drawn in a picture
Just as Planned
Yes, yes, get it together
If you face it, give up
This is an unchangeable decision
Kick away all the begging
Quietly execute
Progressing quietly behind the scenes
If you force a lie, raise the signal fire
Persistently cursing, a curse seeping out
Around the time the sky starts to turn white
Tomorrow, as God says
Yesterday was like a demon
Changing every day with cheap logic
You understood everything and fell, didn’t you?
This is the trust between you and me
The joys and sorrows that will overlap countless times from now on
A blast of determination mixed with love
And the impending shock of the last
If we’re going to fall into depravity for the rest of our lives
Surprisingly, it’s a comfortable drama, isn’t it?
Once you cross that line, it’s over
Cutting off your neck, harvesting your soul
Crucifying and burning in the sunlight, mini sinful desires (too late)
Well, shut up and be silent already, offering up this world (too late)
The first trumpet has sounded, a serious act of betrayal (too late)
A perfect victory as if it were drawn in a picture
Just as Planned