Zankyou utsusu furou no kako fuseimyaku no genjitsu o mitsumeru shito
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Owari naki hizashi wa mabayui hodo zankokude
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Kannou-tekina shinapusu kara nagareochiru Ringo dakishimenagara
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ima manako o awasete
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Kannou-tekina esoragoto ni kokoro nashi ka namida dakishimenagara
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ima ame oto seida
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Gods Of Rapture
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Sora yo
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Owari naki hizashi wa mabayui hodo zankokude Nodo o narasu mirai omae mo
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Furikaere nai
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Mind
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Nabiku hata no moto ni shizumu shikai kara no ketsuro o yubi de nazori
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Kyoukotsu naki hiraku
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God Complex
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Get This
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Good Day
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Am I The Magnificent Humanitarian
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Who Shall Sound The Broken Bell?
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Sai kouchiku mooi o furuu kouyou
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Iwazaru koto ga nezukeba teppen yaburi tsuta o noboru
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BA?hatsu shita tokarefu no chi to banbutsu no ko
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Ikagawashii hodo azayakana chuu Ni umarekawaru hi o
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Hairetsu midasu yasashi-sa wa gouman ka?
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Mayou hana to te o tsunagi
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Wasuretakunai furou no kako Fuseimyaku no genjitsu o mitsumeru shi to
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Owari naki hizashi wa mabayui hodo zankokude Nodo o narasu mirai omae mo
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Furikaere nai
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Wake up
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[English Translation:]
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The vagrant past projects reverberation
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The apostle stares into the arrhythmia of reality
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The never-ending sunlight is so blinding it's cruel
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Holding closely the apple falling from the sensual synapses
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Now, I look into your eyes
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Holding closely the tears I shed from the sensual empty wish
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Now, I shut-out the sound of the rain
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Gods Of Rapture
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Dear sky
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The never-ending sunlight is so blinding it's cruel
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The future screams and you are unable to turn around and go back
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Mind
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It sinks to the root of the streaming flag
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Tracing the dewfall of the Dead Sea with my finger
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The sternum screams agape
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God Complex
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Get This
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Good Day
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Am I The Magnificent Humanitarian
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Who Shall Sound The Broken Bell?
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Restructuring
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A furious uplift
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If everyone just learned to keep silent
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We'd break open the summit and climb the ivy
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In the land of accidental tokarev explosions
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And the child of all creation
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Aim for the day we turn into mere worms
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That are as colorful as they are indecent
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Is the kindness of messing up the arrangement called arrogance?
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Joining hands with the flower that's lost its way
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Don't want to forget the vagrant past
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Death stares into the arrhythmia of reality and
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The never-ending sunlight is so blinding it's cruel
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The future screams and you too, are unable
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To turn around and go back
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Wake up
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Ruten No Tou
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| Dir En Grey |
