Filth in the Beauty

The reverse side of beauty
It dyed by beloved filth
The reverse side of beauty
It dyed by beloved filth

genwaku no umi shizun da hotaru
hitei ha yokkyuu jou no uso
mujun de somaru taion
risei koumuru aibu ni
odori tokekomu haru (shun) ha fui ni
kegarawashiku?
My mind which falls

Your seed and my seed never mixes.
The connection of this blood is eternal
You cannot finish supprissing the desire
To true daughter...

[ual disgrace]

toiki fusagu myakuutsu 'ue' ha
wakari ae nu guren (guren) o motomu

Closet mind is disorted instability.
please release me before breaking.
how long...
in humiliation
the countless fatal scar was born.

[ual disgrace]

Prohibited bud..
Reckless driving memory...
The kin'collapses...
Near relatives on death...
The smell of cigarette smell breath and [bad word] Moment that bitter white jam is mixed
Inside of a brain caused an error
and goes mad by the sweet bug

kubi o hawa su [bad word] to te
nozomu hyoujou guren ni somare

Closet mind is disorted instability.
please release me before breaking.
So long..
In humiliation
The final art is your dead face

Dad which fell to the trap
Don't let him get hold of the grip


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 The reverse side of beauty
It dyed by beloved filth.

The firefly that sunk into the ocean of glamor
Denial is a lie over a desire
The temperature dyed in contradictions
The reasoning worn on caresses
Dancing and melting into the youth suddenly
Obscenely...

My mind which falls

Your seed and my seed never mixes.
The connection of this blood is eternal.
You cannot finish suppressing the desire.
To true daughter... [Sexual disgrace]

The heartpounding hunger from stopping a sigh
Without comprehending, searching for guren

Closet mind is distorted instability.
please release me before breaking.
How long...
In humiliation
The countless fatal scar was born.

[Sexual disgrace]

Prohibited budd...
Reckless driving memory...
The kin' collapses...
Near relatives on death...
The smell of a cigarette smell breath& [bad word] Moment that bitter white jam is mixed
Inside of a brain caused an error
and goes mad by the sweet bug

The tip of your tongue crawling on my neck, and your hands
Your desired facial expression Stain it with guren

Closet mind is distorted instability.
please release me before breaking.
So long...
In humiliation
The final art is your dead face

Dad which fell to the trap
Don't let him get hold of the grip