The Flower of Carnage
梶芽衣子 Lyrics

Begrieving snow falls in the dead morning
The morning is dead and silent because of the snow falling incessantly

Stray dog's howls and the footsteps of Geta pierce the air
The only sounds to break the silence are the howls of stray dogs and the footsteps of Geta (a kind of Japanese traditional footwear)

I walk with the weight of the Milky Way on my shoulders
The burdens I carry feel as heavy as the universe itself

But an umbrella that holds onto the darkness is all there is
The only thing I have to protect myself from the snow and darkness is an umbrella, which does not provide much defense

I'm a woman who walks at the brink of life and death
I live on the edge of life and death, never knowing which will take me first

Who's emptied my tears many moons ago
I shed so many tears long ago that now I have none left to cry

All the compassion tears and dreams
My past hopes and feelings of empathy no longer have any significance

The snowy nights and tomorrow hold no meaning
The future and its uncertain events are meaningless to me, as is the current snowy weather

I've immersed my body in the river of vengeance
I have committed myself fully to seeking revenge, regardless of the consequences to my own well-being

And thrown away my womanhood many moons ago
I have abandoned societal expectations of what it means to be a woman and am now a warrior on a mission

On the behalf of heaven, they're our soldiers, the loyal, invicible and brave
Our soldiers are sent by heaven, are loyal, invincible, and brave

Now it's time for them to leave the country of their
It is time for our soldiers to depart their homeland

Parents their hearts buoyed by encouraging voices
Their parents have encouraged and supported them, so they are optimistic and confident as they leave

They are solemnly resolved not to return alive, without victory
Our soldiers are willing to die without victory and have mentally prepared themselves for that possibility

Here at home, the citizens wait for you
The people back home eagerly await the triumphant return of the soldiers

In foreign lands, the brave troops
Our brave troops are fighting in foreign lands

Instead of kindness from someone
I do not desire the kindness of others

I do not care about
I only care about my beloved, regardless of how selfish that may seem

Oh, is the world a dream or an illusion?
I question the nature of reality and whether it is all a figment of my imagination

I am all alone in jail
I am imprisoned and isolated from the outside world