Art Cube – Shitsurakuchou

Lost Happy Butterfly

Black tears that the moon shed
The sun dyed in blood comes to mind
I can’t see where to go, I don’t even want somewhere to go
If I’m only bewildered, soon then, You may kill me

Black tears that washed away sleep
A golden sun comes to mind
Undisturbed, I have no choice but to disturb it
If I’m only bewildered, soon then, You may kill me

A sword of grief that touched bare skin, swallows up even my sins
I lock up the grey-coloured present world, and you’re floating…

A lost happy butterfly fluttered and danced
This night withers away until it cries
A lost happy butterfly losing sight of even the way back
Wounded to the point of loving

Black tears that washed away sleep
A golden sun comes to mind
Undisturbed, I have no choice but to disturb it
If I’m only bewildered, soon then, You may kill me

A sword of grief that touched bare skin, even retribution is delightful
I lock up the gloomy present world, and I’m floating…

A lost happy butterfly, waking up disheveled
This sky withers away until it cries

A lost happy butterfly, reflected only in you who dance
While flapping its wings

I slipped off your back
Do I only have to tighten my grip on you slowly?
So, now, it seems we’re entwined
Should darkness and light be blended together just like this?

Hey, sing it
The spell, soon now, only to me
While I break it I’ll embrace even dreams and doubt

A lost happy butterfly fluttered and danced
This night withers away until it cries
A lost happy butterfly losing sight of even the way back
Wounded to the point of loving
A lost happy butterfly, waking up disheveled
This sky withers away until it cries
A lost happy butterfly, reflected only in you who dance
Wings…
While flapping wings

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