Tsukuyomi - Nekropolis Lyrics + English Translation

dokoka ni okkotoshita no
sore tte nan datta kke na

saisho kara nanni mo mottenai
itsu made tatte mo wakannai

doushite konnan nan darou
maa, datte chigatte umareta

nee, matte!
sore tte okashikunai?
jinsei ga sore de kimaru no?

kono machi ga suteta rinri no katachi nado daremo wasuretan da

iki mo myaku mo damashi damashi da
uzukumatta boku wa shidoro modoro

hanayaide sutarete mebuite wa karete
tsumi agerareta nekuroporisu

kurutte shimae yo baka ni narimae yo
inomama odore makyaverizumu

machigatta tadashisa no mae ni hirefushite nagasarete

doudai sono hansei no gen hyouka wa
ganbou risou choppiri demo kanatta kai

maa maa, mada genjou jaa fumeiryou
daitai konna mon datte omottara owatten da

hanayaide sutarete mebuite wa karete
tsumi agerareta nekuroporisu

kurutte shimae yo baka ni narimae yo
inomama odore makyaverizumu

machigatta tadashisa no mae ni hirefushite nagasarete

aa mata mieta kibou ni te wo nobasu
dareka wo keotoshite

hoshii mono mo te ni ireta totan
garakuta to kashita dore mo kore mo

hanayaide sutarete mebuite wa karete
tsumi agerareta nekuroporisu

kurutte shimae yo baka ni narimae yo
inomama odore makyaverizumu

yumemite yaburete subete narasarete
wasurete ikite shini yuku dake?

agaite misero yo
waraeyo shiremono
habakarazuike keserarizumu

nozonde umaretan janai sa
shini kata wa erabasete yo
sore ga seikai janakute mo

I dropped it somewhere.
I don't know what it was.

I never had anything to start with.
I'll never figure it out.

How could I be like this?
Well, because I was born different

Hey, wait!
Isn't that crazy?
Isn't that how life is supposed to be?

No one has forgotten the form of ethics that this city has abandoned.

My breath and pulse are deceitful.
I crouched down, slumping.

Flourishing and obsoleting, sprouting and withering.
A pile of necropolis.

Go crazy, dance like a fool
Live as you wish, Machiavellian

In the face of false righteousness. Bow down and be swept away.

What is your current assessment of your life?
Have you made your dreams come true, even if only a little?

Well, well, well. It's still unclear at this point.
If you think this is how it's going to be, it's over.

Flourishing and obsoleting, sprouting and withering.
A pile of necropolis.

Go crazy, be a fool, dance like a fool
Dance as you wish, Machiavellian

In the face of false righteousness. Bow down and be swept away.

I reach for the hope I see again
Kicking someone down

Everything I wanted, as soon as I got it.
Then It's all junk. All of it.

Flourishing and obsoleting, sprouting and withering.
A pile of necropolis.

Go crazy, dance like a fool
Live as you wish, Machiavellian

Dreamed and dashed, all evened out
Forgetting and living and dying?

Come on, let's see what you can do.
Laugh me up, fool
Don't be afraid, kesera rhythm

It's not what I wanted.
Let me choose how I die.
Even if it's not the right one.