Angry voices flying about, resounding gunshots Even here, no light things come from mortal life A flock of death gods wriggling upon the ground Here is a battlefield, a firm reality With disheveled sickles they reap the flowers The flock of death gods laughing shrilly If I look upward, the crows flying about the sky Their crying voices are burning everything to nothing
I beat down my unseen rivals* Right, left, or maybe before me? There is nothing at all I can believe in With everything being isolated, everything is free For the sake of survival I beat down the creature Not caring about being rejected, I grab hold of the future Starting to run, starting to move Then won't tomorrow come even to me?
The current state is a defensive battle, the other path of retreat On the battlefield there is no way to escape, no way at all If that's so, this body will bravely become a red falling flower
And now, more, I'll sing, to these falling flowers And now, more, I'll sing, a song of offering And now, more, I'll sing, to the loving people And now, more, I'll sing, so I won't grieve
Angry voices flying about, resounding gunshots Even here, no light things come from mortal life A flock of death gods wriggling upon the ground Here is a battlefield, a firm reality With disheveled sickles they reap the flowers The flock of death gods laughing shrilly If I look upward, the crows flying about the sky Their crying voices are burning everything to nothing
The current state is a defensive battle, the other path of retreat On the battlefield there is no way to escape, no way at all If that's so, this body will bravely become a red falling flower
And now, more, I'll sing, to the flowers I'm reaping And now, more, I'll sing, a song of offering And now, more, I'll sing, to the beloved, sad people* And now, more, I'll sing, so I won't grieve And now, more, I'll sing, to these falling flowers And now, more, I'll sing, a song of offering
---- * Written itoshii (beloved) but sings kanashii (sad)