Red Soil
Romaji:
Pressing the megaphone against the apostle's open ear
Darkness and onanists are in attendance
I press a gun against the spectator's temple now
And my face lets out a smile every time
Saving
It's prostitution to the kids who listen from the right and out the left
Twins and seven colours of rainbow
It can't be saved, the sorrow
I question it all, why oh why?
Amaku kara miau itsuwari
Dokomo onaji
Nagareru chi ga mazaru
Fukaku nemuru
Saiaku kokoro ni kizami ikinagara shine
Temichi ni saku mankai no sakura
Karasu no shigai ni waita airashii omae
Zantou hada hakanaki namida ka
Jihi wo kokka de moyashishi shite shi wo shire
Hankoya de koshi wo furu seiki
Yasuragi no ura ni gunragari kurau hida ha naniro?
Daichi ha inochi wo tsutzuru susuru akatsuchi ni kawaru
Chuu wo matta kamikire to kenchoku
Pikkingu dotama aita koufuku no seiki
Kyosei sareta zennou naru kami