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Moi Dix Mois
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Lilac of Damnation
If you don't see anything now the rest of your life,
[Ima nani mo mienai no nara issho mienai]
Boukyaku no mizuumi ni tojikome
If you don't feel anything now, you can not touch, ever.
[Ima nani mo kanjinakereba isshou fureru koto wa dekinai]
Mizu no soko de nemuru hana wa yameru ayamachi wo daki
Semarikuru kodou to
Arehateta hanazono toge wo nakushi toki no naka de
Ima wa sokoshirenu kurai kagami ni shikisai wo
Egaku sora to anata he
Rira no you ni kegarenaki kaori to wana ni ochite iku
Naze sore demo tenshi ni narenai yokusei sareta toge wo
Yuugen na yume wa shinjitsu to utakata no koi to tatoeba
Hitsugi wo tobari de ooikakuseba tsukisenu kutsuu ni dakare
Hirame yaka ni
Sasayaka na chitsujou motsureau meisou no naka de
Shi wa mitasareta ai wo hako ni shikitsumete
Shijima ni nemuru
Ten naru megami ni sugata wo niseta doukeshi yo
Kanashiki ayatsuri ningyou doku ni mamire nagara
Sou rira no you ni kegarenaki kaori ni tsutsumare kuchiiku
Sore demo tenshi no ashiki wo utakata no hana to tatoeba
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music: Mana
lyrics: Mana
If you can't see anything now, then never you shall
Incased in a sea of lapsed memories
If you feel naught now, touch something never you shall
The blossoms asleep in the water's base embrace my ailing grief
With the impending pulsations
And in the time when the desolate garden releases its thorns
In life I now draw tinted hues in the bottomless gloom of the mirror
I'll to the sky, and you
Exposed I'll fall into a trap with the pure fragrance and perish
But somehow, even still, I'll not become an angel
With those restrained thorns?
And should I take mysterious dreams as truth and an ephemeral passion?
well then?
Cover the coffin in curtain and I'll be enfolded in inexhaustible pain
Quietly, discretely
A humble method, amidst entwined contemplations
At the last moment I'll line my casket with my full matured love
And silently rest in peace
You clown feigning the form of a holy goddess!
While covered in poison, a pitiful stringed doll,
Like a lilac I'll be enfolded in their pure fragrance, to die and rot away
And if I nevertheless still take an angel's evil to be like the transient blooms?
Well now?
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