Destruction, erosion, intracranial friction
Good and evil, ambiguous, two sides of the same coin
Even the boundary between justice and hypocrisy is unknown
Paint it over, chaotic society
Before I knew it, my heart was on top of the game board
Its defenses should have been fortified, yet it's mocked, played with, and haunted
Bit by bit, I start to erode away
Even so, I tried to return to white
Unchanged things are aesthetics, you say?
In my torn-apart ears, the long-awaited death knell
Can't bе heard anymore
I throw out the nеatly arranged game pieces
It'd be best to cling to my one winning match
If easily rewritten justice can be called "common sense"
Resist
I possess power
Praise immorality
And smash "now" to pieces
Quieting my breath, I take aim and calm my heart
Doing nothing but waiting for everything to end
If I gave up everything colored, would I be saved?
My consciousness is already following the path of decay
Even so, I probably tried to be pure
I affix the festering aesthetics
Let's end these blank efforts
Nothing gray exists
Come, let's make it so
The isolated mass is beaten down
Revealing its wretched true character
Within the depths of my heart, my instincts shout wildly
This is a heart that can't be changed
Atone
I abandon the whitewashing
Despise comfort, and spit out the past
Despair takes form in their cries
Despair equated in their cries
Despair descending in their cries
They fret about their morals until they turn to dust
I throw out the neatly arranged game pieces
Cling to your one winning match
If justice can be so easily rewritten, I myself shall fall into black
Resist
I put everything on the line
Tout immorality
And smash "now" to pieces
Destruction, erosion, intracranial friction
Good and evil, ambiguous, two sides of the same coin
Even the boundary between justice and hypocrisy is unknown
Paint it over
Depravity, decline, treason, hatred
Good and evil, collapse, inferior education, timeserving
With no hesitation, devour the distorted hypocrisy and the powerful scapegoats
Chaotic society