Sou・Heaven&Hell

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◎Lyrics
There are no saints here,
only those who hold the power of life and death
and patrons who hard-sell paintings of the “good guys” for cheap.
Misers, sulky faces, hardheads, they were all selected.
These umpires like to talk repeatedly about equality and prohibition.
Criminals hope for retrial, fandoms laugh at the safe zone.
Hedonistic commentators continue to put more wood and burn more wood.
Did you think that after you struggled and went down, you'd finally get rewarded?
Even such shallow and miserable souls, “all of them are welcome to here”.

Vigilantly watching like a tiger.
Burning lanterns burn quietly.
Vigilantly watching like a tiger.
Burning lanterns burn quietly.
In the blazing sunlight,
so easily,
the wings of wax melted away
and they remain forever distorted.

I don't need anything.
Forget everything mundane.
Lose yourself in the pleasures.
Heaven. Heaven Dope.
Don’t worry.
While prevention is better than cure,
even prevention could contain poison.
It’s the end of the other world! Just stay here forever.
Heaven Dope.


There are no living beings here.
So, 300 million and 1,655,722 animals or people.
Self-proclaimed umpires: a disorderly crowd.
Each with an ax sharpened by hypocrisy,

and pretend they’re the star of Caper Films.
Smash a hole in the souls of sinners or superstars.
Through that hole, they'll shout, "Here’s Johnny!"
They’re caught in the spider's web, yet they're acting like bigots.
“I feel sorry…lol” They just say it and don't even care.
Sleeping and waking, you find yourself still in your nightmare.
This is your second life, anything is possible with this big game.
Don’t depend on someone else for everything.
It's about time you realized that
no matter where you go, there's no peace.

R.I.P.
In the next life, forget everything
Play your heart out as an innocent child.
Heaven. Heaven Dope.
Don’t worry.
Even prevention containing poisons
may not be as bad as you think.
Vigilantly watching like a tiger.
Burning lanterns burn quietly.
Vigilantly watching like a tiger.
Burning lanterns burn quietly.
In the blazing sunlight,
so easily,
the wax melts away and then, that shows the real value of your life.

Abuse, greed, and deceit. Sinners never admit their sins, but
they'll be judged equally by the “omnipotent being” when they get here.
How can sinners seek salvation?
There is a limit to how shameless they can be.
Talent, gender, followers, stats, KDR, etc…
Someone tells them that everything is meaningless.
Oh, how delightful and painful it must be.
Then isn't that enough already? What more do you want?
The sight of them writhing in flames?
You want to witness it with your own eyes?
A bragging contest for those who worship private sanction.
Oh... wait...
"You look like the devil."


Don't run away.
Forget everything in your past life
Live your life, even if it's pathetic.
Heaven. Heaven Dope.
Don’t worry.
Everything that causes you pain
will one day turn to worthless, silent ashes.

Get out of here.
Forget everything mundane.
Lose yourself in the pleasures.
Heaven. Heaven Dope.
Don’t worry.
While prevention is better than cure,
even prevention could contain poison.
It’s the end of the other world.
You don't need anything.
Forget about the next life.
Play your heart out as an innocent child.
Heaven. Heaven Dope.
Don't worry.
I'll protect all of you,
when you turn to worthless, silent ashes.　

~Rap~
Here’s “a shot in the arm”.
Small fry behave as pompous as gods.
They can't lower their standard of living and throw a big party even above the clouds.
So, the charity is covered in vomit. Uninhibited merrymaking.
Stupid claim about the baumkuchen hole.
Policy, culture, looks, sales method.
Finally, even just looking happy will be the subject of complaints.
They complain, but do nothing.
They can't even come up with an alternative.
To erase the abominable being from their sight,
they generalize their personal opinions to some big f**king subjects.
And they leave with nothing but ugliness.
Even though they are sinners, they cry even when others speak ill of them.
From the safe zone, they say, "life is precious and ultimate".