Garbage
Dir En Grey攀 Lyrics

As dark as dark sky and earth, dizzily mind
My mind is as dark as the black sky and earth, making me feel dizzy.

As sore as sorethe back of the gullet, dizziness
My feelings are as painful as the feeling of something stuck in the back of my throat, causing me to feel dizzy.

You can't catch me, can't catch me
It is impossible for you to catch me.

Can blind birds fly? They can't
Even blind birds cannot fly, just like how I cannot escape my problems.

I go up the blind stairs intently
I am ascending these stairs with a focused and determined mindset.

(Ladies and gentlemen) Ladies and gentlemen, time is over (Ladies and gentlemen) Ladies and gentlemen, please die
This is a warning that time has run out and the listener must accept their fate and die.

排水溝に流れてゆく俺の子供は無能な欠片 俺の手じゃ何も掴めない
My child, flowing down the drain like garbage, is a useless and meaningless piece that I cannot do anything about.

Like a garbage I go back to doing
I am going back to my mundane and meaningless routine, just like how garbage goes back to being waste.

Whatever I may wish, it's weed life
No matter what I desire, my life is monotonous and unfulfilling like the life of a weed.

Night and day at the end of the day All day and so every day 夢さえも叫ぶさ I want to become happy
From morning until night, my everyday life is filled with pain and suffering. I scream for even my dreams because all I want is to be happy.

(Ladies and gentlemen) Ladies and gentlemen, time is over (Ladies and gentlemen) Ladies and gentlemen, please die
This is repeated to emphasize the finality and urgency of the situation. The listener must accept their imminent death.

薔薇色真っ赤な口笑う俺の子供は無能な欠片 自虐 虐待 死ね 忘れたい 大嫌い 花びらゲームの数え唄
My child, smiling with a bright red smile like a rose, is a meaningless and worthless piece. I am filled with self-hate, memories of abuse, and suicidal thoughts. I am playing a flower petal counting game to distract myself from my pain.

Like a garbage I go back to doing Like a garbage I go back to doing Please die
I am returning to my mundane and meaningless life, just like how waste goes back to being garbage. The repetition of 'please die' reinforces the message that I want the listener to accept their fate and die.