愚かな舞台
Because I disrespected the world.
Desire and value are lost from this world.
It is creeping right up to me.
Choosing to disconnect is foolish.
I know what a collapsing landscape means to me.
I understand what it means to decay.
Proceeding into a flock of crows.
Until their squealing stops.
Chase those who try to flee to zero.
Ugly in its true form.
So the more we mend it,the more it falls apart.
All you can see is the surface.
It's because my minds are numb.
Lightning strikes at the end of the sky.
Babies dream of comforting others' sorrows.
Accumulated lies begin to rot.
Moths with butterfly wings tumble down.
Love drowning in anguish.
Bystanders hang on to the dead.
Old women make fun of people who live desperately.
Let me be me.
Unshared pain abounds everywhere.
Blind words heal no one.
Already the flower of demise has begun to bloom.
Every time people try to erase the past.
My words burned at the stake.
They are still drowning at the bottom of the water.
