My body heat has risen once again From searching for change in something that’s dead I can’t get rid of it, even though I tried So I make this soliloquy I pitifully write Like an electric shock pulsing through my veins Suddenly the fear mixes with the pain in my bloodstream Through all the particles in the smoky hall You are being followed by a chain sickle agleam Though even when it goes Even when it goes Even when it goes Even whеn it goes Even when it goеs Even when it goes Even when it goes Even when it goes it is not gone Sounds that you try to scream don’t make any sense Coming out your throat since it has become so infected Hanging above a chair is a crescent moon Rotted and deranged laughing at the way you’re affected Now it is getting close It is getting close It is getting close It is getting close It is getting close It is getting close It is getting close It is getting closer and closer to you You might also like いよわ (Iyowa) - 熱異常 (Heat Abnormal) ft. 足立レイ (Adachi Rei) (Romanized) Genius Romanizations いよわ (Iyowa) - 熱異常 (Heat Abnormal) ft. 足立レイ (Adachi Rei) (English Translation) Genius English Translations Heat Abnormal (English Cover) renaseri People that sit and cry tossing all the blame When they are the ones lighting up the flag of salvation With all the skeletons which have since resigned Shut themselves away after kissing all their collections Say “Somethings wrong with me” “Somethings wrong with me” “Somethings wrong with me” “Somethings wrong with me” “Somethings wrong with me” “Somethings wrong with me” “Somethings wrong with me” “Somethings wrong with me” in a whisper Hope for a paradise of eternal life Without any strife is repeated like it’s a mantra All of the same adults preaching such a dream Tried to board an ark that they had destroyed for nirvana All of the black stars Of the black stars Of the black stars Of the black stars Of the black stars Of the black stars Of the black stars Are looking at them A blinding light was seared into my eyes The bells of departure toll in the sky The history built by a godly hand Shoved an answer in my mouth that broke apart and turned to sand My body's heat has risen once again From searching for change in something that’s dead I plead to the stars shining in the night But I’m met with a reflection of your eyes inside their light Try to pick up the grief but it only flows Down a muddy stream before it all turns into salt and Prayers and your sympathy and even your pain And your apathy and your pity all can be priced and Though when I turn around When I turn around When I turn around When I turn around When I turn around When I turn around When I turn around I can still hear you screaming Swimming inside the sea buried in your mind Is a single fish living inside your self-conscious Saying there’s virtue in letting go of hope Everywhere I look everything is coated in blood red All of the black stars Of the black stars Of the black stars Of the black stars Of the black stars Of the black stars Of the black stars Are looking at me My body heat has risen once again From searching for change in something that’s dead I can’t get rid of it, even though I tried So I make this soliloquy I pitifully write The weeping cells now travel to the sea The shake of the earth refused to be ceased The clouds made of ash follow up ahead As if tracing where a flock of swallows drifted overhead I’m begging for a future to exist With hands full of hope and pride that I stitched I plead to the stars shining in the night But I’m met with a reflection of your eyes inside their light If I could hold your hand, say I love you then I could kill these dreams that had never come to fruition As all your functions slow an abnormal heat Slowly starts to show all across your whole nervous system No, this cannot be real This cannot be real This cannot be real This cannot be real This cannot be real This cannot be real This cannot be real This is just too painful to be real life Sounds that you try to scream don’t make any sense Coming out your throat since it has become so infected Hanging above a chair is a crescent moon Rotted and deranged laughing at the way you’re affected Now it is getting close It is getting close It is getting close It is getting close It is getting close It is getting close It is getting closer It is getting closer and closer to you
「死んだ変数で繰り返す 数え事が孕んだ熱 どこに送るあてもなく あわれな独り言を記している 電撃と見紛うような 恐怖が血管の中に混ざる 微粒子の濃い煙の向こうに 黒い鎖鎌がついてきている 消去しても 消去しても 消去しても 消去しても 消去しても 消去しても 消去しても 消去しても 無くならないの とうに潰れていた喉 叫んだ音は既に列を成さないで 安楽椅子の上 腐りきった三日月が笑っている もう すぐそこまで すぐそこまで すぐそこまで すぐそこまで すぐそこまで すぐそこまで すぐそこまで すぐそこまで なにかが来ている 大声で泣いた後 救いの旗に火を放つ人々と コレクションにキスをして 甘んじて棺桶に籠る骸骨が また どうかしてる どうかしてる どうかしてる どうかしてる どうかしてる どうかしてる どうかしてる どうかしてる そう囁いた 未来永劫誰もが 救われる理想郷があったなら そう口を揃えた大人たちが 乗りこんだ舟は爆ぜた 黒い星が 黒い星が 黒い星が 黒い星が 黒い星が 黒い星が 黒い星が 黒い星が 彼らを見ている 哭いた閃光が目に刺さる お別かれの鐘が鳴る 神が成した歴史の 結ぶ答えは砂の味がする 死んだ変数で繰り返す 数え事が孕んだ熱 誰かの澄んだ瞳の 色をした星に問いかけている 拾いきれなくなる悲しみは やがて流れ落ち塩になる 祈り 苦しみ 同情 憐れみにさえ じきに値がつく 今 背を向けても 背を向けても 背を向けても 背を向けても 背を向けても 背を向けても 背を向けても 鮮明に聞こえる悲鳴が 幸福を手放なす事こそ 美学であると諭す魚が 自意識の海を泳ぐ 垂れ流した血の匂いが立ちこめる 黒い星が 黒い星が 黒い星が 黒い星が 黒い星が 黒い星が 黒い星が 黒い星が 私を見ている ああ 死んだ変数で繰り返す 数え事が孕んだ熱 どこに送るあても無く あわれな独り言を記している 泣いた細胞が海に戻る 世迷言がへばりつく 燕が描いた軌跡を なぞるように灰色の雲が来ている 編んだ名誉で明日を乞う 希望で手が汚れてる あなたの澄んだ瞳の 色をした星に問いかけている 手を取り合い 愛し合えたら ついに叶わなかった夢を殺す 思考の成れ果て その中枢には熱異常が起こっている 現実じゃない こんなの 現実じゃない こんなの 現実じゃない こんなの 現実じゃない こんなの 耐えられないの とうに潰れていた喉 叫んだ音は既に列を成さないで 安楽椅子の上 腐りきった三日月が笑っている もう すぐそこまで すぐそこまで すぐそこまで すぐそこまで すぐそこまで すぐそこまで すぐそこまで すぐそこまで なにかが来ている」
