[Lyrics][Trans][Luka] Corruption Garden

music: Caz / mp3 / off vocal

*I use Macron when romanizing.

[shikō jinkaku soshite karada
tsuku rareta sorera o yosooi
giji teki na sekai de tatakai tsuzukeru
itsushika kioku saemo utagai hajime
shinjitsu wa itsuwari eto kawatta
haha ga sōde atta yōni
osoraku watashi tachi shimai mo...]

hai to kasu eikō mai oriru yami ni
somari ochiru sekijaku no karuma
urei o dai te mata tachi agaru no
sōkoku no hate ni nanimo mie naku temo

I am always alone...

taihai no furawā chimamire no memorīzu
eien ni meguri meguru yōni
dōkoku no furawā kiza mareta mizarī
nido towa kaera nai seijaku

kuri kaesu haisō saigo ni mita yume wa
owari no nai monokuro no bijon
kotae mo naku usure yuku chikai
risei saemo saihate ni shizumu

shikkoku no furawā bōkyaku no memorīzu
sai tewa chiru mizō no hana
konton no furawā kuri kaesu mizarī
hikari no kieta kono niwa de

taihai no furawā chimamire no memorīzu
eien ni meguri meguru yōni
dōkoku no furawā kiza mareta mizarī
nido towa kaera nai seijaku

owa rase te kono fuhai shita sekai no ayamachi o
Before this world is over now...
kono te ni nokotta mono wa Ash of flower...

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Corruption Garden
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[思考　人格　そして身体
作られたそれらを装い
疑似的な世界で戦い続ける
いつしか記憶さえも疑い始め
真実は偽りへと変わった
母がそうであったように
おそらく私たち姉妹も…]

灰と化す栄光　舞い降りる闇に
染まり落ちる　赤色のカルマ
憂いを抱いて　また立ち上がるの
相剋（そうこく）の果てに　何も見えなくても

I am always alone...

退廃のフラワー　血塗れのメモリーズ
永遠に巡り巡る様に
慟哭（どうこく）のフラワー　刻まれたミザリー
二度とは帰らない静寂

繰り返す敗走　最後に見た夢は
終わりの無い　モノクロのビジョン
答えも無く　薄れ行く誓い
理性さえも　最果てに沈む

漆黒のフラワー　忘却のメモリーズ
咲いては散る未曾有（みぞう）の花
混沌のフラワー　繰り返すミザリー
光の消えたこの庭で

退廃のフラワー　血塗れのメモリーズ
永遠に巡り巡る様に
慟哭（どうこく）のフラワー　刻まれたミザリー
二度とは帰らない静寂

終わらせて　この腐敗した世界の過ちを
Before this world is over now...
この手に残った物は Ash of flower...

[non singable translation] thx to lordxwillie for proofreading

[Ideas, character, and body.
Imitating these fake things,
I keep fighting in the pseudo world.
I had begun to doubt even my own memories
and the truth changed into a lie.
Like the way Mom walked,
my sister and I will probably go the same way...]

Glory turning into ash, swooping down to the darkness
Crimson dyed karma falls
Lost in sadness, I'm still trying to get up
We're at the end of rivalry, even so nothing can be seen

I am always alone...

Decadent flowers, bloody memories
As if they would go round and round forever
Lamentation of flowers, graven miseries
Silence that will never return

Repeated routs, what I dreamed in my last dream was
A monochrome vision without end
And fading vows left unanswered
Even reason is sinking down to the farthest depths

Pitch-black flowers, memories of oblivion
Unprecedented flowers that keep blooming and dying
Flowers of chaos, repeating miseries
In this eclipsed garden

Decadent flowers, bloody memories
As if they would go round and round forever
Lamentation of flowers, graven miseries
Silence that will never return

Please lead the mistakes of this rotten world to an end
Now, before this world is gone...
What's left in my hand are the ashes of a flower...

[translyrics by kran117]



Glory has turned to ash that swoops down into darkness
Straining everything into a deep crimson karma
I'm lost in sadness, still trying to pick myself up
Though the war ended, you cannot see a single thing

I am always alone

The decaying flowers and the blood-filled memories
Just like a cycle, they keep going round and round
Lamenting of flowers and the graven miseries
It is the point of no return of our silence

Paths keep repeating, the last dream that I had was this:
A never ending monochrome dark vision
There are no answers to these fading vows of ours
Reason is sinking into the deep oblivion

The darkness of the flowers and forgotten memories
Unprecedented flowers bloom and they die
The chaotic flowers and repeating miseries
The light has turned into darkness in this garden

The decaying flowers and the blood-filled memories
Just like a cycle, they keep going round and round
Lamenting of flowers and the graven miseries
It is the point of no return of our silence

Please end the wrongs of this rotten world we're in,
Lead us to the light once again
Before this world is over now
In my hand now, the thing that's left is ash of a flower