Ayato Sakamaki

In the sweet darkness,
The moonlight drips down,
Polished to perfection,
A void that can't be buried forever.

The flickering light of snow,
Gently sways.

I don’t doubt the legacy,
But with a twisted smile,
I’m alone on this cold floor,
Just lying here (just) laughing.

The whispers left in the night sky
Are vague, what do they wish for?
Here, the two of us show our rotten minds,
And hey (hey) we’re laughing.

That stillness,
Is endlessly dark,
Sucked into its beauty,
To sink into the depths of misery.

I love you, but you’re
Breaking apart, it’s painful,
So fragile and selfish,
Now I can’t sleep, I rise.

If the remnants of your lips
Have a rusty scent.

If I wish for release, my voice cracks,
I want to gently soothe the crumbling you.
There, I bury the tainted red,
And now (now) I’m lamenting.

This jam,
Is worth seeing,
The sound won’t stop, I’m drawn in,
To sink into the depths of misery.

In the sweet darkness,
The moonlight drips down,
Polished to perfection,
A void that can't be buried forever.

The flickering light of snow,
Gently sways.

To sink into the depths of misery.

I love you, but you’re
Breaking apart, it’s painful,
So fragile and selfish,
Now I can’t sleep, I rise.

The flickering light of snow,
Gently sways, fading.