What is imprisoned is the blue of the stratosphere.
The essence of the matter exists only in the metaphysical.
The silver bullet of despair (Silver Bullet) , that insane wedge
As long as I move quickly and follow my thoughts, that's enough.
Bequeathing blood like that blaze of flame, I commanded the world.
In the shattered reality, there is no longer any sense or logic.
"From here on, it's nothing but a war (a fight) ."
The trail that started moving won't stop.
The silver sky and the kaleidoscope blood of dawn.
The etched memories are like a meeting of stars and blood.
I have no intention of following a justice that makes someone cry.
I move toward the direction that fate calls.
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Losing everything is a necessary price to pay.
Its essence is like a soul undergoing a phase transition.
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The true design philosophy (architecture) , with its organic principles.
It is being shaped precisely and creatively.
A wish becomes a prayer to the world and vanishes.
In the repeating reality, there is no longer any law or principle.
"In other words, it's already our holy war (a fight) as well."
The flash pushes beyond the limit.
In the silver wind and the dawn-lit night sky.
All memories fork toward the future.
There is no need for sadness, not even for someone.
Fate is shaping what I see.
Surely, in unseen places, people
Live by wagering their very existence.
Bequeathing blood like that blaze of flame, I command the world.
There is no upper limit to the saturation of its brilliance.
"From here on, it's nothing but a war (a fight) ."
The miracle that started running won't stop.
The silver sky and the kaleidoscope blood of dawn.
The etched memories, like a meeting of stars and blood.
I have no desire to follow a justice that makes others cry.
Fate calls, and I will move toward it.