(Ah)
A beast writhes within me
So uncontrollably
Rising to the water's surface, appearing, then fading-
Bubbles
(Ah)
So unbearably sad
The beast that moves me
A tautology- foam in my clenched hands
Rather than thinking of passing clouds
I howl into the far distance
With no time even to catch my breath
In that suffocating feeling
Leisurely, leisurely- burn the dream
With the pure, pure white of the soul
I only want to set fire to a day of joy
Imagination is just fleeting pocket money
With these hands that hold uncooled words
Counting things that won't burn away
I only want to save them
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(Now)
Each and every one, take a look
At my thirsty beast
Letting out the sound that's been boiling within
(Ah)
Blow out the candle's flame
What remains of me
Is nothing but ridiculous pedantry
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Why is it that, at passing clouds
I howl
With a sadness so deep
There's no time even to grieve
Yes, yes- just one thing in imagination
Give the lonely me a sun
Set fire- set fire to joy for me
Even impatience is just fleeting money
With my suffering hands
Counting things that won't burn away
I only want to grasp them
Half in doubt, covered in wounds, and still
I want the sun
So set me on fire more
Let it spill out
Whether it's supernatural power, fiction,
Or even escapism- anything is fine
Set me on fire more
Make me tremble
Leisurely, leisurely- burn the dream
With the pure, pure white of the soul
I only want to set fire to a day of joy
Go beyond imagination itself
With these hands that hold uncooled words
Even everything that has burned out-
I only want to save it