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Genius English Translations - Ali Project Waga Routashi Aku No Hana English Translation Lyrics

The world of man is ogreish; what might justice be?
Resist it before you ask that, oh flower of vice
Keep your eye on eyes that behold dreams of hypocrisy
Without being able to distinguish between life and evil

The light is extinguished, and like an embryo
You slumber in the womb of darkness
Solitude: that is what is precious
It shall surely become your sole friend

One by one, smeared with blood
You were born into this era
O, you chosеn princes
Battle: that is your celеbratory throne

Ah, I am the beautiful omniscience
The loving mother who birthed you
Those reared on my milk are
The brethren of hell

The mudra of revelation; what might truth be?
The seeds of concealment buried away without knowing that
Bare your blade to blades that are drawn double-edged
Believe only in those whom you must protect
You will release yourself the way you are
Shower in the screams of the agony of death
In this overripe world
Mutilate those of your feelings that are understood
A flock of corpses that simply breathe

That is what you have trampled
It is simple to to take pity, but
It is scooped out without hope of salvation
The path of the one who betrays

Ah, I am the beautifully elegant virtue
The mother's love that nourishes you
That which continues to ripen in my belly
Are they grotesque wings?

The key to prison; might truth exist?
Though I seek it, there is no end to the cage of chaos
Touch your hand to hands that shoot arrows of judgment
Lies and truth shall fold, twist and intersect
You will lust after yourself until day breaks

Prosper and bloom
Without ever hurrying towards your fall

The mudra of revelation; what might truth be?
The seeds of concealment buried away without knowing that
Bare your blade to blades that are drawn double-edged
Oh, believe only in those whom you must protect
The world of man is ogreish; where might justice be?
Bloom with pride rather than asking that, oh flower of vice
Keep your eyes on eyes that behold dreams of hypocrisy
There is no church for either life or death
You will make self-sacrifice to yourself at the final moment
Embrace everything, and attain enlightenment