What’s the truth of end of the world?
-While there’s life, there’s pleasure-
-While there’s life, there’s hope-
Blocking out the will to rise,
Are fantasies born of the ephemeral.
Oh, ringing bells of shame,
Redeem the time lost to me.
[Eternal] Pain,
[With a burning] Proof of love in hand…
Survival is also fate,
Due to feelings borne of blood.
Once I’m the only one left behind,
I’ll use this body to cling to the Earth.
Ah, a resounding voice snaps me out of my confusion!
Ah, the tracks are being laid out, never to repeat… CHIASTOLITE!
-While there’s life, there’s sorrow-
-While there’s life, there’s hope-
The wind howls, and those who perish,
Grieve over their accumulated memories,
As so much stardust…
Melts into the darkness, rocking my chest.
[The same] Pain…
[Into my chest] It burns, fulfilling me…
[Within eternal] Light,
[Vows burn] Lifted up, to join…
Survival is also fate,
Due to armor borne of blood.
This dream, once closed,
Will go with pride and fulfill the Earth.
Ah, that unending voice goes beyond many years of time!
Ah, I wipe away the flowing tears as I break through the door… CHIASTOLITE!
[In eternal] Pain,
[A stained] Life offered…
To fall into death is also fate,
Until we can return to the sky together.
While the dream left behind,
Will go with pride and fulfill the Earth.
From here on out,
Survival is also fate,
Due to feelings borne of blood.
Once I’m the only one left behind,
I’ll use this body to cling to the Earth.
Ah, a resounding voice snaps me out of my confusion!
Ah, the tracks are being laid out, never to repeat… CHIASTOLITE!
What’s the truth of “ending”?
‘Round and ’round…
What’s the truth of “avenging”?
A dream with no tomorrow…