Forbidden Resistance
1. Forbidden Resistance
Forbidden Resistance
(verse 1)
in this world in which even despair
is beautiful as a silver sword
my shattered hope continues to search for a destination
the beginning is unbelievably precious as gold coins
will it test my resisting figure till the end?
for what reason are we born and alive?
nothing will be achieved just by struggling
the logic of fate, which dances in the paradise of the hollow
is there any meaning to it, I want to know?
(chorus)
in this world in which even despair
is beautiful as a silver sword
my shattered hope continues to search for a destination
with crimson-dyed memories
forget even your falling tears
lift a song up towards the sky
eternity up on a high
I wanna fly (high) fly (high)
cleaving away
the lukewarm time I chipped away
you feel the beat (down) beat (down)
resounding
it's not bad even if our chatter dances in the sky
(end chorus)
(verse 2)
like an endless, deeply-spreading sea full and brimming
and the celestial bodies which release brilliance even if they're broken
even in the steadily advancing darkness of the solitude you make
I want to calmly continue
our friendly embrace
whose happiness is it which is reflected in my eyes?
surpass reality
(chorus)
gazing at the future rotted
I let out a cry, I shuttered
more than coming to a halt
or grieving over the
indelible past in my shock
I want to let out an unsightly laugh
at this belief
take flight
gallantly, tomorrow is waiting for you
(end chorus)
(bridge)
this same morning won't come ever again
a miracle rises from my irregularity
thoughts of if there's a wish you can't let go of
lay it bare, lay it all, we'll go anywhere you choose
and even now
(chorus)
in this world in which even despair
is beautiful as a silver sword
my shattered hope continues to search for a destination
with crimson-dyed memories
forget even your falling tears
lift a song up towards the sky
eternity up on a high
I wanna fly (high) fly (high)
cleaving away
the lukewarm time I chipped away
you feel the beat (down) beat (down)
resounding
it's not bad even if our chatter dances in the sky
(end chorus)
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