Yogorekitte shimau mae ni tori to me mo nai esora no hanashi ni sae
Yume wo RIARU ni egaita ore wo torimodosu aizu
Kyokou de kazariagerareta guuzou no tagui no hariko no tora ni
Netsu wo ageta chisetsusa no yuuigi wo katachizukurusa
Issai no risainou suguru koto wo wasuru
Itan kanjou zouka keshite
Kaeritai kaerenai kegarenaki sepia
Shikato mitsume naose to sakebu kasukana koe
Shinsou hisomu jousou no koe ni mimi wo sumashi
Shoki shodou wo douka wasurenaide
Ganrai motsu gaizensei mada wazuka ni nokoru
Risou tou mai housan keshite
Ashikubi ni karamaru ima wo furikitte
Arukidasu kanatae ishi wa utsuriyuku
Gainen kairan saibou
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Before getting stained, A picture of an empty tale
A real dream was painted, a signal to regain yourself
Raised with fabrication, an idol statue of a tiger
Childishly, heat rose, and significance started to take shape
All of a genius' brain, I'm losing the superiority
Delete the increase of heretical feelings
I want to come back, I want to go back, dirty sepia
looking for healing, My faint voice shouts
Feelings dormant in my heart, I clearly hear the thoughts' voice in my ear
Don't forget the initial impulse
There's still a little possibility to possess originality
To question ideals, never let that dance free
My entwined ankle, now, I can shake it free
My Intention moves, over there I walk to
crush corrupted ideals
Yume wo RIARU ni egaita ore wo torimodosu aizu
Kyokou de kazariagerareta guuzou no tagui no hariko no tora ni
Netsu wo ageta chisetsusa no yuuigi wo katachizukurusa
Issai no risainou suguru koto wo wasuru
Itan kanjou zouka keshite
Kaeritai kaerenai kegarenaki sepia
Shikato mitsume naose to sakebu kasukana koe
Shinsou hisomu jousou no koe ni mimi wo sumashi
Shoki shodou wo douka wasurenaide
Ganrai motsu gaizensei mada wazuka ni nokoru
Risou tou mai housan keshite
Ashikubi ni karamaru ima wo furikitte
Arukidasu kanatae ishi wa utsuriyuku
Gainen kairan saibou
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Before getting stained, A picture of an empty tale
A real dream was painted, a signal to regain yourself
Raised with fabrication, an idol statue of a tiger
Childishly, heat rose, and significance started to take shape
All of a genius' brain, I'm losing the superiority
Delete the increase of heretical feelings
I want to come back, I want to go back, dirty sepia
looking for healing, My faint voice shouts
Feelings dormant in my heart, I clearly hear the thoughts' voice in my ear
Don't forget the initial impulse
There's still a little possibility to possess originality
To question ideals, never let that dance free
My entwined ankle, now, I can shake it free
My Intention moves, over there I walk to
crush corrupted ideals