Megutte koete
Deaishi wa sadame ka
Mezame no chi wa makoto no yume
Shinwa yori tooi hibi
Watashi wa honoo no tori
Ou no kata wo hanare
Guren no sora ni tonda
Nante nagai tabi na no
Kioku wa suna to mai
Ima wa anata no ude
Yatto yasuragi oboete mo
Mada tsubasa wo tsurugi ni kae
Aisuru wa shuradou
Kugutte ochite
Matoishi wa hiiro no toge no yoroi
Kono namami ga shi no hana nara
Anata no ken de sakasete hoshii
Yasashisa to hikikaeni
Tsuyosa wo te ni irete
Hito wa yami no saki ni
Aru mono wo satoritai
Watashi mo kawatte yuku
Kokoro no okusoko de
Oto wo tatete hiraku
Ren no tsubomi wo kanjitemo
Minamo ni uku chi no hanabira
Ai no chi wa sengoku
Naze mata no yo mo
Hirugaeru kurenai kinu hagoromo
Jigoku no hide orare nagara
Anata ni tennyo no sugata miseru
Ikiru no wa ma no michi
Megutte koete
Oni ni nare onna yo
Tatae utae karyoubinga
Aisuru wa shuradou
Kugutte ochite
Matoishi wa hiiro no toge no yoroi
Kono namami wa shino hana na no
Anata no ken de chirasete hoshii
English:
To live is to cross a wicked path
At its end, do we meet our fate?
The land of awakening is a dream
in reality
In days older than those of myth
I, a blazing phoenix
Took off from the Emperor’s
shoulder
And flew across crimson skies
What an impossibly long journey
it was
My memories dance in a whirlwind
of sand
And although now
I finally know peace In your arms
I must still turn my wing into a
sword
To love is to go down a path of
carnage
My armor is one of scarlet thorns
If this flesh and blood are a
flower of death
I’d like you to make it bloom
with your blade
People sacrifice their kindness
In order to obtain strength
And so they seek enlightenment
About what lies beyond the
darkness
I, too, change
And although I can hear
A lotus bud open up
Deep inside my chest
Petals of blood float in the
water
The land of love is as a country
at war
Why must it be so in this life as
well?
As the fires of hell weave me
fluttering silken robes of pure red
I’ll appear to you as a celestial
nymph
To live is to cross a wicked path
Woman, become a demon
Sing an ode, kalavinka
To love is to go down a path of
carnage
My armor is one of scarlet thorns
This flesh and blood are a flower of death
So please scatter it with your blade
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