boku tachi wa tsumibukaki CHAIN
utaeyo?iradatsu kokoro de
aimai na fusekai sekai no LINE
bokura wa waratte tai dake
kimi ga naku no nara
sou boku wa kono ame ni narou
ima
mirai sousou chouetsu wo
egaite ima shoudou wo zoukei he saisei he
POCKET nejikonda te wa
nandatte tsukameru sa sousei he chouetsu s****
hitogomi ni hajikareta koe
tsuyosa wo motomeru namida ni
unmei to bokura tsunaida CHAIN
hagayui RING wo egaita
boku ga miemasuka?
koe ga todoite imasuka?
ima
mirai souzou chouetsu wo
kono te de kirisaite yukou zoukei he saisei he
mabuta wo akaku moyashite
kono me ni tobikonda sekai sousei chouetsu s****
rensa suru rasen no gankyou
hakujyaku to naru kokoro
hikari wo negai wo
Kousa suru ishiki no nakade
yuhatsu suru kimi he no omoi wo koete
mirai sousou chouetsu wo
egaite ima shoudou wo zoukei he saisei he
POCKET nejikonda te wa
nandatte tsukameru sa sousei he kakusei he
omoi wa kono sora takaku
negaiga bokura tsunaida unmei wo choetsu s****
mirai eigou kyoumetsu wo
daite some agete ikou kyoumei he mirai he
----
We are sinful Chains; sing with an irritated spirit
The line between right and wrong is ambiguous
We just want to smile
If you're going to cry
Yeah, I'll become this rain
Right now
Creation of the future, transcendence
Draw now it and impulse, towards molding, towards rebirth
The hand I thrust into my pocket
Can seize anything, so transcend towards the creation of the world
The voice that was snapped in a crowd, in tears that seek strength
The chain that connects us to our destiny
Drew a chagrined ring
Can you see me?
Does my voice reach you?
Right now
Creation of the future, transcendence
I'll slash through it by my own hand, towards molding, towards rebirth
The world burned my eyelids scarlet
And plunged into my eyes, so transcend towards the creation of the world
The source of the spiral that chains us, the heart that cries feebly: "Grant me light, grant my wish"
Go beyond my love for you that's induced inside our crossing consciousnesses
Creation of the future, transcendence
Draw now it and impulse, towards molding, towards rebirth
The hand I thrust into my pocket
Can seize anything, towards the creation of the world, towards awakening
My love is high in this sky
My wish connects us, so transcend destiny
I'll embrace and finish dying
Perpetuity and the fever of madness, towards resonance, towards the future.
utaeyo?iradatsu kokoro de
aimai na fusekai sekai no LINE
bokura wa waratte tai dake
kimi ga naku no nara
sou boku wa kono ame ni narou
ima
mirai sousou chouetsu wo
egaite ima shoudou wo zoukei he saisei he
POCKET nejikonda te wa
nandatte tsukameru sa sousei he chouetsu s****
hitogomi ni hajikareta koe
tsuyosa wo motomeru namida ni
unmei to bokura tsunaida CHAIN
hagayui RING wo egaita
boku ga miemasuka?
koe ga todoite imasuka?
ima
mirai souzou chouetsu wo
kono te de kirisaite yukou zoukei he saisei he
mabuta wo akaku moyashite
kono me ni tobikonda sekai sousei chouetsu s****
rensa suru rasen no gankyou
hakujyaku to naru kokoro
hikari wo negai wo
Kousa suru ishiki no nakade
yuhatsu suru kimi he no omoi wo koete
mirai sousou chouetsu wo
egaite ima shoudou wo zoukei he saisei he
POCKET nejikonda te wa
nandatte tsukameru sa sousei he kakusei he
omoi wa kono sora takaku
negaiga bokura tsunaida unmei wo choetsu s****
mirai eigou kyoumetsu wo
daite some agete ikou kyoumei he mirai he
----
We are sinful Chains; sing with an irritated spirit
The line between right and wrong is ambiguous
We just want to smile
If you're going to cry
Yeah, I'll become this rain
Right now
Creation of the future, transcendence
Draw now it and impulse, towards molding, towards rebirth
The hand I thrust into my pocket
Can seize anything, so transcend towards the creation of the world
The voice that was snapped in a crowd, in tears that seek strength
The chain that connects us to our destiny
Drew a chagrined ring
Can you see me?
Does my voice reach you?
Right now
Creation of the future, transcendence
I'll slash through it by my own hand, towards molding, towards rebirth
The world burned my eyelids scarlet
And plunged into my eyes, so transcend towards the creation of the world
The source of the spiral that chains us, the heart that cries feebly: "Grant me light, grant my wish"
Go beyond my love for you that's induced inside our crossing consciousnesses
Creation of the future, transcendence
Draw now it and impulse, towards molding, towards rebirth
The hand I thrust into my pocket
Can seize anything, towards the creation of the world, towards awakening
My love is high in this sky
My wish connects us, so transcend destiny
I'll embrace and finish dying
Perpetuity and the fever of madness, towards resonance, towards the future.