Angel who concealed wound. yeah!   Devil who licks the wound. yeah!      kuzureta Beauty torimidasu haikei   totemo ja nai kedo waraenai   Night of pussy      zoukei no kobi nomikomasu kachi mahi shita Real ni waraenai　   yakezuita nodo de "mou tobenai" to kimi wa iu      se ni saku　"jijou" dakiyosete mo kitto　chirasenai ne   toiki ni mazaru ore wa kizen ka ai ka?      munamoto kara nijimu mekakushi no sukui   kobore sou na kotoba kimi ni wa ienai   kore ijou... kore ijou wa...   toke sou na karada to urahara ni kokoro wa tokeaenai kara      arukenai kimi wa yagate mata ore ni sugatte kuru   yakezuita nodo de "mou tobenai" soshite mata kurikaesu      munamoto kara nijimu mekakushi no negai   kobore sou na kotoba kimi ni tsutaetai   kore ijou... kore ijou wa...   toke sou na karada to urahara ni kokoro wa tokeaenu      kimi wa doresu wo matou   kage wo seotta ageha   yume wo ubatta kanraku no sabaku de   anata sae... anata sae... to   ore wo nozunda hibi ni tsuita   kienu se no "kasane kizu" to ikiru         Swallowtail on the death valley   Angel who concealed wound. yeah!   Devil who licks the wound. yeah!      A collapsed Beauty distracted in a scenery   I can't really laugh at all   Night of pussy      I take in the modeled flattery, values paralyzed me and I can't really laugh   With your burned throat you say "I can't fly anymore"      Even if you embrace the "reasons" blooming on your back they surely won't disappear   Me who joins your sighs is that hypocrisy or love?      The relief in a blindfold is spreading from my chest   I can't say you the words that seem to overflow   Not less than this... Not less than this is...   My body seems to dissolve and in the contrary is my heart because it can't reconcile with it      You who can't walk will soon cling to me again   With your burned throat you say "I can't fly anymore" so you have to try it over again      The wish for a blindfold is spreading from my chest   I want to tell you the words that seem to overflow   Not less than this... Not less than this is...   My body seems to dissolve and in the contrary is my heart that can't reconcile with it      You're wearing a dress   A swallowtail burdened with a shadow   In the desert of pleasure that robbed your dream   Even you... even you... and   I'm attached to every day I was wishing for   You're living with "the lot of scars" on your back which can not fade away