Time Machine-Miku

You murmured proudly that you had no worries
You pitifully bluffed in a place that people rarely pass


The sudden sound of goodbye that calls me
I guess I can't see the familiar crying face for some time


Voice is blocked and communicating with gestures
The "Come back safely" sign


I threw away all the things that were getting smallar
I murmured about how I wasn't sad and put on the earphones


I could see it a little - the vision of the warm past days
To the right, to the left, it spreads and takes me with it


The scenery passes me and is getting further away
It leaves that day's me behind


Not knowing the meaning of the one teardrop
I wish that you'll be healthy and be shaken by the time machine


Not knowing the meaning of the one teardrop
I wish that you'll be healthy and be shaken by the time machine


Not able to hold back the overflowing tears, not knowing the meaning
I'll be shaken by the time machine and come back again 

Heaven in Hell

Choose me, one of the corrupt children
who have betrayed even the Gods.
Hate me, one of rotting maggots.
I need no reincarnations; I only need "now".

Creating dreams among humans as my atonement,
I am an iron maiden of grief;
by ruthlessly trampling over love,
I will never be slowed down by anyone again.

Extravagantly bloom, kiss, cry, and wither,
o snow, moon, and flowers of of the great nature!
Sever your threads of life, and make a heaven in the hell.
O azure thunders, rattle us all the way to our genes!
Kneel down, from this moment on until your last breaths.
I will traumatize you again.

The past says that the ultimate outcome of sins
is just foolish eyes that will repeat those sins.
That passage is simply a haunting parasite from the past.
I will rewrite the codes of ethics and plunder away the truths.

Let's start with a period ".", shall we?
The prophetic distant thunders are the light's last waltz.
Even if I should be judged only by time,
I will never become weary of anything I'm doing right now.

Beauty and the beast, shall we dance?
We will never return to our senses again.
Let the silk dress burn, as the Goddess has been dead.
The tumbling dice will decide whether this is justice or evil.
O you the chosen ones, become part of the world's history!
O the love that has been hibernating in icy briars, awake!

Extravagantly bloom, kiss, cry, and wither,
o snow, moon, and flowers of of the great nature!
Sever your threads of life, and make a heaven in the hell.
O azure thunders, rattle us all the way to our genes!
Kneel down, from this moment on until your last breaths.
I will traumatize you again.

Haruka Kanata-full

When I gazed up, I saw a hectagan-shaped sky.
Your eyes, as cold as 100 degrees below zero, failed to notice me,
so I gripped my freezing heart tightly in my hands,
which were already glittering with sweat,

in this town constructed with sweet and bitter concrete.

Into the far distance, towards the faraway sky,
our voice will be able to fly away.
It'll rise higher and reach anywhere, no matter how far.

This town is filled with rules of the egoists.
My hands and feet are tied down by these heavy chains.
Yet, because I don't want to be dragged by others,
I'm still struggling hard to free myself.

Do not erase your answers,
for I will not pretend not to notice.
Do not hide those thoughts in your hands.

In this twisted world where others have command over me,
I'll show you what I can do, by screaming in my own voice.

In the far distance is our future,
which nobody else knows and nobody else can erase.
Believe in this thought that's pricking us deeply and powerfully.