Текст песни ALI PROJECT - Waga Routashi Aku no Hana

Original

Dakusei ha oni seigi wa nanzo to
Tou mae ni aragae yo akutoku no hana
Gizen no yume mishi me ni wa me wo sashi
Sei mo ja mo wakatareru koto nashi

Hikari ha taetaiji no you ni
Kimi wa nemuru yami no shikyuu
Kodoku koso itooshii
Yuiitsu no mikata to naru darou

Hitori hitori chishio ni mamire
Kono jidai ni umareochita
Erabareshi oujira yo
Tatakai koso shukuen

Aa ware ha uruwashi zenchi
Ai no haha kimi wo umu
Kono chichi ni hagukumishi mono wa
Jigoku no harakara

Mokushi no in shinri wa nanzo to
Shiri mo sezu uzumoreshi intoku no tane
Moroha no ken nuku ha ni wa ha wo muke
Mamorubeki mono dake wo shinjite
Aru ga mama ni kimi wa kimi wo hanate

Danmatsuma no sakebi wo abite
Ranjuku-seshi kono sekai ni
Nomikomare i wo sogare
Tada ikiru shikabane no mure

Sore wa kimi ga fumishidaku mono
Awaremu koto wa yasukeredo
Sukuwarezu sukuwareru
Uragiri no hito no michi

Aa ware wa routashi bitoku
Haha no ai kimi wo hamu
Kono hara ni haramitsudzukeru wa
Igyou no tsubasa ka

Gokushi no kagi shinjitsu wa ari ya
Sagasedomo hate mo nashi konton no ori
Shinban no ya iru te ni wa te wo fure
Ko to jitsu ga ore magari majiwaru
Yoakeru made kimi wa kimi ni insu

Sakare yo sake yo
Chiriisogu koto nakare

Mokushi no in shinri wa nanzo to
Shiri mo sezu uzumoreshi intoku no tane
Moroha no ken nuku ha ni wa ha wo muke
Mamorubeki mono dake wo shinji yo

Dakusei ha oni seigi wa izuko to
Tou yori mo sakihokore akutoku no hana
Gizen no yume mishi me ni wa me wo sashi
Sei mo shi mo kyoukai wa arumaji
Saigo no toki kimi wa kimi ni junji
Subete wo daki satoran

English Translation

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

Just as how light is an aborted embryo
You are a womb of slumbering 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 chosen princes
Battle: that is your celebratory 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 everyt