亡國覚醒カタルシス Lyrics & Tabs by ALI PROJECT

亡國覚醒カタルシス

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ALI PROJECT

Album : 亡國覚醒カタルシス japanese PlayStop

The walls of grief are piling up
As the gods of foolishness are being worshipped
Living is a cup of poison full of needless anxiety

Who will bestow upon me the means by which I can drink it down?
A wise man's eagle is said to be nesting in the sun
But only the sound of its flapping wings is echoing
Both darkness and light
Have resided in these two eyes
But with which one
Should I look at the future?
In this dried up town of rubble
I connect the dots and lines together
But only meaningless things
Proceed to overflow
Like a flame in isolation

But only meaningless things
Proceed to overflow
Like a flame in isolation
As I clasp my body, I am calmed
By the drops of water dripping into the duct
Even if the cup of poison I uphold is filled with this life
My dreams that yearn for death will still drift into it
The aloof eagle digs its talons into the fortress
But only the sound of its flapping wings soars into the sky
Let me be crucified in that blue sky
I'll stand in the place where the sky and earth meet
My memories, like flowers and fruits
Are now hideously burned with only empty shells remaining
The spirit of those days
To where has it gone?
Our cold skin gathers close and touches
Uniting the wounds and scars of our hearts
And engraving the map we shall pursue once again
Into this place
Shoot dead the pure white bird
That concealed the world's invisible wings
In its black shadow
Living is a celebratory drink full of mouth-to-mouth pleasure
As we weakly thirst for laughter and breaths
We caress our palms together for amusement
But our emptiness only continues to expand
Ah, if I am beautifully scattered by this honorable death
You will still be right there on the other side of the ecstasy
The walls of grief are demolished
As the nation of foolishness is annihilated
Living is a cup of poison full of the sorrow of loving
Who will bestow upon me the means by which I can drink it down?
A quiet eagle is said to be sleeping in the moonlight
But only the sound of its singing voice flies down
Even if the celebratory drink I uphold is filled with my life
These momentary games of death are still without an end
The aloof eagle digs its talons into the fortress
But only the sound of its flapping wings soars into the sky
Let me be crucified in that blue sky
I'll watch over the era that births crime and punishment

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