hikari ushinau shi no tomoshibi kioku ga owaru sono kotowari matta kokufuu chi wo kiritsumu sono hitomi no hi wo otosu shinigami no yaiba
goutetsu no kisoku kanzen na kiroku yuraganai unmei yurusarenu hichouwa akuma-domo gaijuu fuyukai na kanshou sono obutsu tsubushi yami ni hofuru
onore wo koroshite subete ga itetsuku sore wa shi no kibou
kaku no chigai wo ima misetsuke kyou ma no hinsei chi ni hawasete kyouki shinigami ima maiori sono gomikuzu kirikizamu kanpeki na shigoto
fuzakesugita koe kisoku-mushi no uta genkaku no kama de shobun kaishuu
mezawari na akuma no tsubasa wo kirisute subete horoboshite
shikkoku toshokan shi no kiroku ga gougan-fuson shi no chikara de rekuiemu no chi de amareru sou sorera ga shinigami no kyouji na no dakara
aa tsuki to hoshi no chitsujo ubaeru nara
"donna fukuzatsu na okite de mo" "donna fukai na kyouteki de mo" "donna kutsuu na kairaku de mo"
aa douka kono kairitsu yue no oto ga narihibiku
"reiri-reitetsu ishi wa toutetsu" "ingin-burei kage no girei" "sondai-fuson niku no kesson" "burei-gouman chisei no giman" "gougan-fukutsu kioku no makutsu" "aikyou-chousou kiritsu no gensou" "keitan-eiseki yami no kiseki" "kouman-burei shi no bureido"
tsumi wo sasoi tousei ga kuzureyuki taorete nao kodoku wo soba ni idaki
sono chitsujo no kama furiage saigo no ippo de kage hikizuru aa kokyuu sae suru ma mo naku tada imashime dake mamoru shinigami no kiritsu
The candlelight of death will lose its light. The fact is that every memory will eventually stop. The dancing black wind will cut and pluck blood. The death gods' blades will raze the scarlet in those eyes.
Rules of hard steel, records of perfection, unchangeable fate, and unforgivable imbalance. The demons are obnoxious beasts and unpleasant impediments, so I will crush those scums and slaughter them in the darkness.
For everything to kill its own self, and then to freeze up completely, is death's ultimate hope.
I'll show you right now just how we're different, and I'll make the demonic characters crawl on the ground, as the death gods, shrouded in madness, fly down, and chop up those garbage scraps. A flawless job done!
Be it the noise of messing around or the singing for disregarding the rules, I will dispose of them with my scythe of austerity.
Cut off and throw away those demon eyesores' wings, and then destroy all!
The records of death in the jet-black library are complied with the arrogant power of death and the blood of the requiem. Yes, those are without a doubt the pride of the death gods.
Ah, if only I could snatch the moon and the stars' orderliness...
"No matter what kind of complex laws..." "No matter what kind of distasteful formidable enemy..." "No matter what kind of excruciating ecstasy..."
Ah, please let the voice of these commandments echo...
"Be clever and cool-headed, and do keep a clear determination." "Have hypocritical courtesy and shady etiquette." "Damaging the flesh is intolerably haughty." "Deceiving others' intelligence is rudely insolent." "The brothel of memories is arrogantly obstinate." "That 'punishment is for amendment' is a mere fallacy." "The footprints of darkness represent total solitude." "The blade of death is proudly impudent."
Conjuring sins, even if my regulations crumble and collapse, I'll embrace my solitude beside me even more tightly.
With my scythe of order raised above, I command the shadow at my steps. Ah, without the time even to take a breath, I can only keep enforcing the commandments, the rules of being a death god.
hikari ushinau shi no tomoshibi kioku ga owaru sono kotowari matta kokufuu chi wo kiritsumu sono hitomi no hi wo otosu shinigami no yaiba
goutetsu no kisoku kanzen na kiroku yuraganai unmei yurusarenu hichouwa akuma-domo gaijuu fuyukai na kanshou sono obutsu tsubushi yami ni hofuru
onore wo koroshite subete ga itetsuku sore wa shi no kibou
kaku no chigai wo ima misetsuke kyou ma no hinsei chi ni hawasete kyouki shinigami ima maiori sono gomikuzu kirikizamu kanpeki na shigoto
fuzakesugita koe kisoku-mushi no uta genkaku no kama de shobun kaishuu
mezawari na akuma no tsubasa wo kirisute subete horoboshite
shikkoku toshokan shi no kiroku ga gougan-fuson shi no chikara de rekuiemu no chi de amareru sou sorera ga shinigami no kyouji na no dakara
aa tsuki to hoshi no chitsujo ubaeru nara
"donna fukuzatsu na okite de mo" "donna fukai na kyouteki de mo" "donna kutsuu na kairaku de mo"
aa douka kono kairitsu yue no oto ga narihibiku
"reiri-reitetsu ishi wa toutetsu" "ingin-burei kage no girei" "sondai-fuson niku no kesson" "burei-gouman chisei no giman" "gougan-fukutsu kioku no makutsu" "aikyou-chousou kiritsu no gensou" "keitan-eiseki yami no kiseki" "kouman-burei shi no bureido"
tsumi wo sasoi tousei ga kuzureyuki taorete nao kodoku wo soba ni idaki
sono chitsujo no kama furiage saigo no ippo de kage hikizuru aa kokyuu sae suru ma mo naku tada imashime dake mamoru shinigami no kiritsu
The candlelight of death will lose its light. The fact is that every memory will eventually stop. The dancing black wind will cut and pluck blood. The death gods' blades will raze the scarlet in those eyes.
Rules of hard steel, records of perfection, unchangeable fate, and unforgivable imbalance. The demons are obnoxious beasts and unpleasant impediments, so I will crush those scums and slaughter them in the darkness.
For everything to kill its own self, and then to freeze up completely, is death's ultimate hope.
I'll show you right now just how we're different, and I'll make the demonic characters crawl on the ground, as the death gods, shrouded in madness, fly down, and chop up those garbage scraps. A flawless job done!
Be it the noise of messing around or the singing for disregarding the rules, I will dispose of them with my scythe of austerity.
Cut off and throw away those demon eyesores' wings, and then destroy all!
The records of death in the jet-black library are complied with the arrogant power of death and the blood of the requiem. Yes, those are without a doubt the pride of the death gods.
Ah, if only I could snatch the moon and the stars' orderliness...
"No matter what kind of complex laws..." "No matter what kind of distasteful formidable enemy..." "No matter what kind of excruciating ecstasy..."
Ah, please let the voice of these commandments echo...
"Be clever and cool-headed, and do keep a clear determination." "Have hypocritical courtesy and shady etiquette." "Damaging the flesh is intolerably haughty." "Deceiving others' intelligence is rudely insolent." "The brothel of memories is arrogantly obstinate." "That 'punishment is for amendment' is a mere fallacy." "The footprints of darkness represent total solitude." "The blade of death is proudly impudent."
Conjuring sins, even if my regulations crumble and collapse, I'll embrace my solitude beside me even more tightly.
With my scythe of order raised above, I command the shadow at my steps. Ah, without the time even to take a breath, I can only keep enforcing the commandments, the rules of being a death god.