[bad word] ga hibiwarete yuku  memai no naka  NANI GA MIETA?
kimi no [bad word] uta wa  shi e no INBITEESHON

nemurisamasu ma ni  [bad word] ugomeku
karamiau unmei to kokoro ni tsume wo [bad word]  The Hymn To Death

Dryness is cured and it is a former, is nothing needed if filled with it?
mawaridasu  owari no mienai  nibui itami to tomo ni  maku ga agatte yuku

YUME to utsusu ga [bad word]  [bad word] naka  NANI GA [bad word] 
kimi ga [bad word] kako wa shi e no UVATUURE

 [bad word] kodou  washizukami [bad word] 
norowareshi juujika to inori ni [bad word]  The Ball Of Death

Present I can really do what? One useless only by wishing he wants to return.
uzukumari  me wo oou hima mo nai  MARIONETTO  semete ito wo [bad word] n da

Present I can really do what? One useless only by wishing he wants to return.
uzukumari  me wo oou hima mo nai  MARIONETTO  semete ito wo tachikitte

Dryness is cured and it is a former, is nothing needed if filled with it?
mawaridasu  owari no mienai  nibui itami to tomo ni  maku ga agatte yuku

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Reality's [bad word] away  what did I saw  when I was in that trance?
The poem you're reciting  is an invitation to death

It wriggles deeply  when it awakens from its slumber
The Hymn to Death  claws into my heart  and the fate it is bounded in

To quench one's thirst and revert back - when that happens, would that be enough?
The curtain rises  along with this repeating little pain that I don't know when it stops

Dreams and reality merge  what can I see  when I was transfixed?
The history you read out  is an overture to death

It grips tight  my lukewarm heartbeat
The Ball of Death  smashed apart by a cursed cross  and its prayers

What can my present self able to do? I guess just wishing for home is useless.
I got on my knees  but no time to even cover my eyes  this marionette  just wants to break free from its strings

What can my present self able to do? I guess just wishing for home is useless.
I got on my knees  but no time to even cover my eyes  this marionette  just wants to break free from its strings and

To quench one's thirst and revert back - when that happens, would that be enough?
The curtain rises  along with this repeating little pain that I don't know when it stops