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【APヘタリア】 ANTI ∞ †ほりっく 【人力】

Kiku Honda

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【APヘタリア】 ANTI ∞ †ほりっく 【人力】

8 190 просмотров · 14 лет назад
Kiku Honda
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Italy-kun found a song and wanted to sing it. ^-^ Germany-san was persuaded by Italy-kun. I just provided the recording. ~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~ Not mine~ Original: http://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm16916652 ~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~ English Lyrics: Now! Don't we start telling the real from the false of the future? Ah! Don't be fooled by the alchemy telling you a tall story of eternity The beginning was an unquenchable desire awoken by loss Though I re-treaded, reorganized and converted, the end is still there with variability The king of devils who ruled the night ended for single-hearted compunction The god modeled with melted taboo was gone into oblivion The self of electronic parallel collapsed for being pulled by the arm of star-core =Those were nothing but deviations that wandered off the rule of life Even the gods who preside over lives are to vanish away someday The theories, the formulas Everything would be reversed Ah! Even if a life is shammed and marked in the world Ah! It would disappear, doing expiations of transgression one and another What we obtained was not an extension It was a parallel ray that would penetrate through the past, the future and the present time (Lalala...) Both haves and have-nots are to reach the end of the way someday As we stopped at the dead end and depended on the locus, what folly we did was autonomy The promised peace would be all chewed up by boredom The diva "the culture" that weaves the zero "the birth" and the disappearance is a feigned recurrence The transmigratory romance would fall by the slander of random-digits-demon =Those are nothing but escapes that ignored off the rule built by time Even the gods who preside over time cannot escape The fates, the truths Everything is a rewritable; even the qualities, the oppressions, the impeachments, the disparities and the momentums... are, sinalio Ah! The circular ring that closed up the admired past is Ah! A fragile short circuit that would burn out someday We forgot how unreasonable the world is! Getting out of the ring, we face the perfect answer Now! Shatter the key that is telling what the world is Now! Put an end to the fake loop that is as good as a corpse We'll hope and wait for the ones who would be set free from the historical chains and follow us