Oh, f*ck, why not?
月夜に浮かぶ残像 かりそめの黒い記憶
Tsukiyo ni ukabu zanzou karisome no kuroi kioku
屈辱的な歪む朝 不純な航海へ
Kutsujoku tekina yugamu asa fujun na koukai e
報われない恋ならば せめて
Mukuwa renai koi naraba semete
あの世で結ばれたい なんて
Ano yo de musuba retai nante
願いを幾千も
Negai wo iku senmo
その血に飢えた獣のように
Sono chi ni ueta kemono no you ni
これでも執事ＤＥＡＴＨ 猥雑な送死葬愛
Kore demo shitsuji DEATH wai zatsu na sou shi sou ai
大地を赤く染める カーテンコール 蹴散らして
Daichi wo akaku someru katen kouru ke chirashite
走馬灯劇場 魂と記憶の映像
SHINEMATIKU REKOUDO tamashii to kioku no FIRUMU
血みどろの妄想 掻き鳴らして ただ求める
Chimidoro no mousou kakinarashite tada motomeru
今宵の夢 儚く 死神たちの酔狂
Koyoi no yume hakanaku shinigamitachi no suikyou
嘲笑する刃で描く 月明かりの中で
Choushou suru yaiba de egaku tsuki akari no naka de
昔話と赤いワイン
Mukashi banashi to akai WAIN
口うつしで捧げさせてと
Kuchi utsushi de sasage sasete to
願いを血に染めて
Negai wo chi ni somete
めくるめく罠 痺れるように
Mekurumeku wana shibireru you ni
それでも女ＤＥＡＴＨ 粧いの百花繚乱
Soredemo meni DEATH yosooi no hyakaryouran
夜空に爪を立てる 赤い涙に打たれて
Yozora ni tsume wo tateru akai namida ni utarete
アナログな走馬灯 淫らな騒音 と陽炎
ANAROGU na SHINEMATIKU midarana NOIZU to kagerou
恍惚の漂流 傷つけあって ただ溺れる
Koukotsu no hyouryou kizutsuke atte tada oboreru
これでも執事ＤＥＡＴＨ 狂乱の一赤丹蝶
Kore demo shitsuji DEATH kyouran no iseki ni chou
虚空に赤い吐息 幕を揺らし 吹き抜けて
Koku ni akai toiki maku wo yurashi fukinukete
走馬灯劇場 突き剌す愛の籠絡
SHINEMATIKU REKOUDO tsuki sasu ai no rouraku
一瞬の永遠 深紅の夢に ただ焦がれる
Isshun no eien shinku no yume ni tada kogareru
And da English translation:
The afterimage floating in the moonlit night
is my transient black memory.
In a distorting morning of disgrace,
I sail a voyage of corruption.
If it's an unrequited love,
then at least let us bond in the other world...
I've been making that wish countless times,
like a beast hungry for your blood!
I am after all Butler Death, always ready to kill you for our love.
The curtain that's dyeing the earth red, I'll kick it into pieces.
The cinematic records and the films of souls and memories
are what I earnestly seek, as I strum my blood-stained delusions.
Tonight I've just had a very faint dream,
where I delineate, with my sneering blade,
the eccentricity of the death gods,
in the moonlight.
The old folklore and also some red whine,
please allow me to feed them to you mouth-to-mouth...
As I dye that wish red with blood,
my trap starts to dazzle, as if to numb you.
And still I am Lady Death, always dressed extravagantly.
Being rained down by bloody tears, I dig my nails into the night sky.
In the analog cinematic records, we make lewd noises, heat hazes,
shrouded in drifting ecstasy, inflict woulds to each other, and then start drowning away.
I am after all Butler Death, a brightly crimson butterfly.
As I send a red sigh into the empty air, it blows through and shakes the curtain.
The enticement of love stabs through the cinematic records,
while I simply yearn for a deep crimson dream in the eternity of a brief instant.
To: Grellykins!
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