Dir En Grey

Pressing the megaphone against the apostle's open ear
Darkness and onanists are in attendance
I press a gun against all the spectator's temple now
And my face lets out a smile every time
Saving
It's prostitution to the kids who listen from the right and out the left
Twins and seven colors of rainbow
It can't be saved, the sorrow
I question it all, why oh why?
The deception of sweetly intertwining
It's the same everywhere
The flowing of blood mixes
I sleep deeply
I carve into my heart the sins
And I live on dying