(Sebastian)
Azamuku ni wa Ososugite
Sasayaku ni wa Orokasugite
Sono omoi wo tsuki ni utsushi [bad word] wo [bad word] 
Hito wa minna Zetsubou no
Kago no naka de Kurasu kotori
Dare ka ga kagi kowasanai to Tobenai

Furete sugu ni Hagasu [bad word] Kore wa yume Itsumo no yume
Nami no you ni Dakiyoserarete
Unmei ga kuzureyuku oto wo kiku

Karame nagara Mayou yubisaki
Sore wa tsumi? Soretomo wana?
Koori datta Mune no honoo ga [bad word] [bad word] me wo [bad word] Nando mo mita yume
Demo kon'ya wa....

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(Sebastian)
Too late to dissimulate,
too foolish to be whispered*,
I project those feelings on the moon and travel through the night.

All people are birds
living in the cage of despair.
They cannot fly unless someone breaks the lock.

Lips touch and then peel away.
This is a hallucination, the usual hallucination.
I am drawn close like a wave
and I can hear the sound of fate [bad word] away.

Fingers intertwine and stray.
Is that a sin? Or a trap?
The previously frozen fire in my chest
melts down, starts burning and I close my eyes.
I have seen this hallucination many times,
but tonight it's...

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*I pondered a lot, but I'm pretty sure both the lines refer to the feelings. I interpret this part as: "It's too late to dissimulate (=pretend that the feelings don't exist) but they are too foolish to be spoken out loud, so I just project them on the moon [so that they don't bother me?]".