More songs by Vaundy
Description
Lyricist: Vaundy
Composer: Vaundy
Arranger: Vaundy
Lyrics and translation
Original
す でに大音層沈下できぬほど焚きつけられた 火種は、まるで溶鉱炉。
聞けば吹けろ飛ばな い塵の火線が、吹き上げる熱狂。
それは火種 の血肉さらうカニバリズム。
されどそれが絶頂 の渦。 悲しき種、最後のカーニバル。
Ooh, ooh, ooh。 胸が澄むほど鮮やかなカーニバル。
またか。 Ooh, ooh, ooh。
飽きもせずまた織り立てる小さ なリズム。
積もり積もる嫉妬、それは空い た穴埋めるいつのカーニバル。 されどそれは幻想。
バ ブル弾ければまた穴は広くなる。
幸せ の在り処を必死に探すゆえに、 伸びきったその爪切らずに。
人は毒 を飲み合い、少し何か共に歩く理由を 探してる。
傷を舐め合い、その痛みがひどく増し てしまえども。
ほら、ほら、 ほら、見たらいい景色さ。
ねえ、ほら 、ほら、ほら。
Ooh, ooh, ooh。
深奥の穴に足滑らず火種持つ天使。 Ooh, ooh, ooh。
ならば素直に投げつけあう美少 女で。
人は毒を飲み合い、少し何か共に 歩く理由を探してる。
傷を舐め合い 、その痛みがひどく増してしまえども。
共に舐め合い目が合えば、そんなひねくれに希望を 宿して。 なぜだろう？
耐えがたい痛みの渦 なのに、見たらいい景色だ。
Ooh, ooh, ooh。 見たらいい景色だ。 Ooh, ooh, ooh。
Ooh, ooh, ooh。
English translation
The fire that had already been lit to such an extent that it was impossible for the Oon layer to sink was like a blast furnace.
If you listen to it, it's like a fiery ray of dust blowing up.
It is cannibalism that snatches the flesh and blood of the fire.
However, it was a vortex of climax. Sad seed, the last carnival.
Ooh, ooh, ooh. A carnival so vivid that it makes your heart feel clear.
Again? Ooh, ooh, ooh.
A small rhythm that never gets tired of being woven again and again.
The jealousy that builds up is a carnival to fill the void. However, that is an illusion.
If the bubble pops, the hole will get wider again.
Because I'm desperately searching for a place to find happiness, I don't cut my long nails.
People are drinking poison with each other and looking for some reason to walk together.
Even though they lick each other's wounds, the pain increases tremendously.
Look, look, look, it's a beautiful sight.
Hey, look, look, look.
Ooh, ooh, ooh.
An angel with a spark that never slips into a deep hole. Ooh, ooh, ooh.
In that case, she's a beautiful girl who obediently throws things at each other.
People are drinking poison with each other and looking for some reason to walk together.
Even though we lick each other's wounds, the pain gets worse.
When we lick each other's eyes and see each other's eyes, we harbor hope in such a perverse way. Why?
It's a whirlpool of unbearable pain, but it's still a beautiful sight.
Ooh, ooh, ooh. It's a nice sight to see. Ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh, ooh.