[TV Version]
The silhouette ahead has warped to the extent that it recedes as soon as my hand reaches out to it
In the silence left behind by the shower, my chilled heart is disturbed every time I breathe
Straining my eyes is still not enough; I can no longer comprehend with my five senses
And I agonize over the very moment when my feeble complaints are replaced
Before I can exceed even the limits of what I pictured about the world that exceeded my imagination
I have to face expectations that have grown to the point of hopelessness
Yes, no matter how much I scream about the dreams I constantly depicted and the feelings I lost
They can never reach out to anybody
The hazy, towering skyscraper opposite of the afterimage
Is riddled with scars; but I still go ahead from its foot
I want to prove it, about the impulse released by cutting through the sky
The expectations I bear are already weighing on me mercilessly
There is no turning back even if I have regrets; by now even such a seemingly debilitating pain
Can be transformed completely into strength
The answer was always in these hands
[Full Version]
The silhouette ahead has warped to the extent that it recedes as soon as my hand reaches out to it
In the silence left behind by the shower, my chilled heart is disturbed every time I breathe
The contrast that became zero remains incomprehensible even as it vanished
Reflected in my eyes are completely chilled skins and innumerable halations
Before I can exceed even the limits of what I pictured about the world that exceeded my imagination
I have to face expectations that have grown to the point of hopelessness
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Yes, no matter how much I scream about the dreams I constantly depicted and the feelings I lost
They can never reach out to anybody
The hazy, towering skyscraper opposite of the afterimage is riddled with scars
But I still Go a head from its foot
It is only but a short way until that scene
Yet one repeatedly goes back and forth like it's Just a game
Facing a desperate situation with no escape before one's barely blinking eyes
Can the Black Blast Lady still blow away?
Treat each other as strangers, since there's only vile words lining up anyway
Come, let's resonate and go BANG BANG BANG
Straining my eyes is still not enough; I can no longer comprehend with my five senses
And I agonize over the very moment when my feeble complaints are replaced
So too, are my tears, which are continuously created with the assembled fragments from my hollowed-out inner heart
Yes, no matter how much I scream about the proof regarding that voice I lost
They can never reach out to anybody
If the wounds of my worn out feelings, caused by scratches, bites and cuts, are reproduced
They will be the answer
Even if one cannot see, one can still follow the direction of that voice
Even if one is hesitating, one can still make a way
Take my hand, as you can still walk, right? I am willing to put up my life for my dearest
Yes, no matter how much I scream about the proof regarding that voice I lost
They can never reach out to anybody
If the wounds of my worn out feelings, caused by scratches, bites and cuts, are reproduced
Revive
I want to prove it, about the impulse released by cutting through the sky
The expectations I bear are already weighing on me mercilessly
There is no turning back even if I have regrets; by now even such a seemingly debilitating pain
Can be transformed completely into strength
The answer was always in these hands