13nichi no Kinyoubi (en inglés)

13nichi no Kinyoubi
Friday the Thirteenth
Chosen
Children
Bad dreams
A taste of honey
Meeting your gaze
Unable to look away
Like a sentence to crucifixion

Wherever it is
You cannot go.
Even though a nail's driven through it
The door remains open.
Ahh, they're coming
Someone is coming
So run away
Though you can't catch your breath
Run and run away
If you can
Hear my song
Then run away
It's murder
Or be murdered
song for me...
song for me...
A resurrection
The blood of memories
Running about
This life
Gently and cruelly
That which continues on
Is a winding road
These are not
The circumstances we wished for.
Unable to possess those detestable techniques
We're living prisoners.
When our wounds
Are healing
That rainbow
Will disappear and won't come back
So let's go far away
If you can
Hear my song
Then run away
It's murder
Or be murdered

song for me...
song for me...
Ahh, they're coming
Someone is coming
So run away
Though you can't catch your breath
Run and run away
If you can
Hear my song
Then run away
It's murder
Or be murdered
song for me...
song for me...