aoi jikan sayonara [bad word] 
amayoke no kasa wa boku wo hoori suteta
otozureteta natsu ni mo kizukazu ni
koko wa doko da boku wa dare dato [bad word] 

owari ga nai, to iki saki wo korosu
 [bad word] hazu ga nai, to keshiki wo [bad word] 
jibun de kizuita mori no soto ni fumi dasezu ni

naze [bad word] dasanai no?
naze tsukuri agenai no?
 [bad word] nani mo hajimaranai mama
kuchite kusari yuku hito wo shikabane wo koete

ima uchi narasu shoudou no yaiba ga sekai wo kudaku
asayake ga oitsuku mae ni gusha gusha ni wareta oto de kamawanai
tengaku wo

kezureta PICK kuchi hateta GUITAR
itazura ni boku no tobira wo abaku
toori sugita aki ga sugu soko made
hajime you buzama na shinjitsu wo kakuse

naze tachi domatteita no ka?
naze kobami tsuzuketa no ka?
 [bad word] nayami tsuzuketa saki ni wa
mebae [bad word] zaku oto wo kaeri michi sutete

ima uchi narasu shoudou no yaiba ga sekai wo kudaku
me ga kuramu hodo utsukushii utakata ni yureta oto de tsuranuite
tengaku wo

ima saki [bad word] kyoushoku no ha ga sekai wo [bad word] 
asayake ga oitsuku mae ni sono kaku ni fureta koe wo hari agete
tengaku wo

Farewell to the blue hour 
The umbrella that blocked the rain abandons me 
Without being aware of the imminent summer 
Where am I, and who am I—I scream 

Claiming theres no end to this, I stop in my tracks
As if its possible to know? I deny the sky
Without being able to even walk out of the forest I built up

Why couldnt you break out? 
Why didnt you do something? 

Without having done anything
Over the dead bodies of those decayed 

The blade of my impulse resonates through
And breaks the world
Before the breaking dawn can catch me up
Doesnt matter if its a ragged broken sound 
Heavens requiem (ah—) (I know the ten stands for sky, but ten usually implies heaven too, so I interpreted as heaven) 

The busted peaks and decaying guitar
Opens up my door as if mocking me
Fall passes away right under my nose
Shall we begin? Hide the pathetic [bad word]  

Why did I remain stagnant? 
Why did I keep denying? 
Right—at the end of my worries
Cast away the sound of those crazily blooming

The blade of my impulse resonates through
And breaks the world
Pierce me with that sound wavering amidst the bubbles
As beautiful as it could be 
Heavens requiem

The blooming leaves decorates the world  [bad word] along before the breaking dawn catches up
Lets shout out my sound that has reached its peak
Heavens requiem