Bloodstains covered everything in the house
Nobody knows what happened here, nobody knows...
The truth may be buried, but cannot be forgotten
For the truth is a curse, to the one who knows it...
Only the mirror reflected the very beginning
But it can never show the truth or anything
But the scene it witnessed that windy night
Happened in the summer's warm dying light
A cruel blade shone in the red moonlight
Nobody heard the grevious cries
Nobody did!
妙に生あたたかい風が吹きつけ
The smell of blood is the smell of death
飛び散る血しぶき美しくもあり
たちこめる血の匂い死の匂い
言葉はまるでその意味を持ち得ず
運命がただそこにあるだけで
それ以上でもそれ以下でもなくて
人の力もまるで意味をなさない
うちひしがれた闇夜の静寂に
迫る死の支配，生の脆弱
逃れるすべもなく刺さる死の爪
消えることさいなむ生き血の夢
突きつけられたあまりの現実に俺は背を向けた
凍てつく体貫く戦慄に言葉さえ消えた
落ちていく 朽ちていく光
荒れ狂う禍神どもの怒り
とどめの雷轟き命は
死の地へ 火の地へ 生き血をすすり
Nobody knows what happened here, nobody knows...
For now only the silence remains
After all the terror and pain
Even the wind stopped blowing
The scream of 12 souls
I will never forget them
How they cowered before me
I suffer no weakness, I showed them no mercy!
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