Kokou no Sousei (Magical Pokan OP - Senketsu no Chikai)
Umarenagara oisi tumide aruga yue ni Rinri haitokukan osoreru koto nakare Osae kirenu soudou karano Katari kakeni mimoda eru
Kagami utusu sugata tousatu suru hodoni Gisou utusidasite memai ga suru hodoni Musinnkei na anata tatiha Nazeni sinnziti dakewo to
Utusuno ka... Mi wo eguru... Catharsis
Sorenara ba isso kokoro ni soete Kono karda jouka sureba ii Kyozetu heno higan sinka no keizi Shounou no kaoru celluloid...
Gin no kami akaku hukai garasu no me de Tukuri ageta nisete ni naru watashi he Umare kawaru tokiga kuruto utagaezu ni Sotto nadete daita himuka he no kogare Aaaah...
Hito de aruga yue no taete kienu yoku ni Hirei kasan sareta nan garon mono yuutu Zureta kati wo semeru yokuatu Tae gatakisi kanshousha yo Ato sukosi... Kanzen na... Utuwa he to...
Suge kaeta karada kowaru hi made Oiru koto mo naku utukusiku Kyozetu he no higan sinka no mayu to Atataka sa suteta celluloid
Kuro no dress karaha zutto motomete ita Hosoku kyasha na sisi ga sinayakani nobi Shiro no resu yurasi sotto arukidasuno Omoi egaite ita kokou no sousei he... Aaaah...
Gin no kami to akaku hukai garasy no me de Tukuri ageta nisete hi naru watashi wo Sibaru monomo semeru monomo ariha sinai Kodoku dekega watashi iyasi tudukete yuku... Aaaah...
By nature, we are sinful Without fail, we fear morals We tell ourselves to suppress our impulses And our bodies writhe with the pain
The mirror reflects such a corrupted figure The facade it casts is such an exhilaration How does the truth Reflect upon your insensitive skins ?
It's the catharsis Of hollowing out one's own body
If that's the case, then attach yourself to this body By this you'll be purified of your deepest wishes The evolution of the apocalypse Has the sweet scent of camphor on a photo
My non-becoming was a lie, an imitation Silver hair and profound crimson eyes of glass Without a doubt, the time for change has come I long for someone to caress and hold this human flesh
Through human life, greed dies and fades The melancholy grows by gallons in proportion To the restrained condemnation of the merit that was slipped off The intolerability of another's interference
But after a little while I'll become the perfect vessel
This incredible substitution of my body to the sun can't be broken Nothing grows old, but neither is it beautiful This photo was warmly cast aside with the refusal of your deepest wishes And the evolution of your cocoon
This black dress has always been searched for To flexibly stretch these graceless limbs This white lace trembles softly with every step I take And my thoughts draw out the indifference of the creation of the world
My non-becoming was a lie, an imitation Silver hair and profound crimson eyes of glass There are no longer things that bind or condemn But only solitude can continue to heal