“I’ll be, I’ll be!” Repeat once more,
Choose your story, and take a stand!
In this world, since not long ago, it seems we line up two pieces and start drawing comparisons.
Longing becomes jealousy, justice is evil, and even strength can be replaced by weakness.
“Ah, is that so? Just leave me alone!” There’s barely time to say the words.
The curtain is already being lifted!
Blast through fate: a high thrill, high risk, heartless game!
Saying “I wanna cry” “I wanna run” “I don’t wanna lose anything” won’t get you anywhere now.
Drive out fate, with actions no one could imitate!
“I don’t want any regrets, I just want to protect you!” That’s all you have to think about.
Before it’s all for naught,
Choose your story and take a stand!
Even knowing there’s a price to pulling the trigger, you can’t turn back now.
You have to accept that even small lies mean you’ll lose something important to you.
No matter how much you say you crave truth, trust, or true love,
No one will understand. It’s all too much!
Blast through fate: a high thrill, high risk, heartless game!
Easily formed bonds, dreams, and huddling close are like living hand-in-hand with danger.
Drive out fate! What’s true strength again?
Proving your power? Taking on unknown challenges? You think and think,
But that spiral is a requisite barrier.
So choose your story and break out!
What do you want to be?
The pain of wishing for things you want
And following aimless longings…
Their existence alone doesn’t do any good—you have to take hold with your own two hands!
“So I’ll be, I’ll be…”
Blast through fate: a high thrill, high risk, heartless game!
Saying “I wanna cry” “I wanna run” “I don’t wanna lose anything” won’t get you anywhere now.
Drive out fate, with actions no one could imitate!
“I don’t want any regrets, I just want to protect you!” You have to take hold with your own two hands!
Before it’s all for naught,
Choose your story and take a stand!
“I’ll be, I’ll be!” Repeat once more,
Choose your story, and take a stand!