Oh, the sky your hands opened up is so empty;
Only ever playing with the understanding in the sea of reason,
Will leave it with nothing but our shared tears that spill once released
And fallen words / lies / whims.
Soul・art plays out a rhythm,
And the sign connects in a ring:
A system consisting of form alone, charms that are mere mementos,
And the sound of a fugitive’s shame.
Imagination drive, carry on, with a stubborn tire;
Upon the door to a mistake, zero propped itself in slumber.
Humans and angels that cling to the clock, and the dolls who’ve grown tired of eternity,
Will all once again struggle amidst the same wind.
Come on tell me where we are here?
This endless bloody war
Why I’m crying in the sky
You guys are not little boys?
Just stop what you’re doing for me,
It’s not really good for you…
We should know we’re goin?
Nobody knows.
Fly High, how did we get lost in here?
Bullets pour like rain…
Our chances like shooting stars,
You can hear something in your heart,
Everything is linked around the world!
Break your door to get out the other side,
Face reality!
You can hear my heart say only one…
It always feels so good,
It’s so good for me…
Every hope around the world,
Take my hand!
How long must we bear this sadness in the world, this chaos;
We don’t know what we should do.
I believe that justice can be found…
Be brave keep your chin up!
Did you hit the cross roads in your life?
You don’t know.
Nobody knows.
Imagination glide, the sound of rage, and stubborn time;
Upon the door to a mistake, zero made its plea.
In a world where people cling to the clock, codes write out the future –
All simply heading for the same place.
How long must we bear this sadness in the world this chaos?
Undying, meaningless dead,
Decorating time in a mockery of a circle.
Be brave, keep your chin up!
Did you hit the cross roads in your life,
Following an obsolete straight-away?