Despair colored the color of honey
Rude, peeping urges
A collection amassed so no one can know of it
Scattered freely by a pleasure too dangerous
This town’s war, its world:
I wanna eat it up… LET IT DIE HARD
We’re seeing a tragedy on stage
Whoever you are, just die, go to hell!
I already have!
And I’d like to think you’re next up!
An alluring emergency
A pleasurable emergency
My undying jealousy
Caught in the thrills
Beyond the secondhand clothes shop around the corner
The real world unfurls in parallel
I wanna lick it all over… and rule over it
The desires you can’t return to are waiting there
Craving even destruction
You’ll get injured, and break
And finally fall into slumber
My heart’s relief at that is surely abnormal
An alluring emergency
A pleasurable emergency
My undying jealousy
Caught in the thrills
The missing melody dwells in this town
Bring it together: the omnibus of viruses you want to create
Your sorrow forms the verse: eternal
His misfortune forms the pre-chorus: beautiful
The guitar’s chorus trailed off, but once you’d realized it, death had come too
SEE MORE, SEE MORE GUITARS: The virus is clamoring
DIE HARD, DIE meets HARD: The blues are clamoring
SEE MORE GUITARS THE WORLD
SEE MORE, SEE MORE GUITARS: If you can save the world
DIE HARD, DIE meets HARD: Then save me too!