Crazy Scary Holy Fantasy
The kind of nightmare this will be…
Do what? Do what? Do what you want to!
… all depends on my wicked imagination.
It’s like a game of Peek-a-boo
That I’m still not tired of playing.
Nothing to do, just killing time
Murderous intent filling each spare minute.
Until I cried aloud, trembled in fear, fled, and fell to my knees… everything was in pre-established harmony.
As my red-stained hands flail through the air, what image shall I depict?
Calling, calling…… You’re calling me?
Hello, hello! This world’s asking for a massacre!
Crazy Scary Holy Fantasy
The kind of nightmare this will be…
Do what? Do what? Do what you want to!
… all depends on my wicked imagination.
I just wanna amuse myself.
I don’t have time for a sideshow.
Playing like an innocent child,
I’m fine with things just as they are.
Clapping hands, raising voices, laughing, dancing, and going wild… all are overreactions.
Effortlessly, I take it all in, as if I were merely breathing.
Crazy Scary Holy Fantasy
I plot endless mischief…
Do what? Do what? Do what you want to!
…thoroughly testing every outcome
Hey, look at me. Am I cute?
You must say “yes”. Am I cute……?
Steal, or be stolen from… eat or be eaten… a principle of exploitation, divided into upper and lower halves.
Good and evil don’t exist—that’s the one and only answer. Don’t you think it’s fair?
That is all
No one, no one feels the same way?
Hello, hello! Who on Earth would call this madness?
Crazy Scary Holy Fantasy
The kind of nightmare this will be…
Do what? Do what? Do what you want to!
… all depends on my mood at the time.
It all depends on my mischief
As wickedness guides me.