Текст и перевод песни 鬱P feat. Megpoid - The magic of the massacre

The magic of the massacre

テクマクマヤコン Whoa
テクマクマヤコン Whoa
テクマクマヤコン Whoa
テクマクマヤコン Whoa

知ってることは言わなくていいのに
考える余地は与えて欲しいのに
空飛んで地に落ちてまた翼とか広げて
紆余曲折経た末ハッピーエンド

この星の起承転結を 想像したい 想像したい
笑顔や醜さの産まれ方 想像したい 想像したい

Boom! Boom! Boom!
(テクマクマヤコン Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(テクマクマヤコン Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(テクマクマヤコン Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(テクマクマヤコン Whoa)

嫌嫌嫌嫌この表現描写 嫌嫌嫌嫌あの表現描写
そんな声に惑わされて 転げ落ちてく
誰かの人生観変えて 誰かの高揚感煽った
僕らの大事な魔法が 恣意的に解ける

あっちも知りたいこっちも知りたい 大いに結構オトナごっこ
知りたい欲求 知る快楽が 風船みたいに膨らんで
4分の枠に収まるように マーケティングに収まるように
アフィリエイトに繋がるように 削ぎ落とされた

僕らや太陽の未来を 想像したい 想像したい
笑顔や月の裏側を 想像したい 想像したい

Boom! Boom! Boom!
(テクマクマヤコン Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(テクマクマヤコン Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(テクマクマヤコン Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(テクマクマヤコン Whoa)

奪う奪う奪う奪うああいう暗喩隠喩
奪う奪う奪う奪うそういう暗喩隠喩
そんな大人に導かれて 殺されてゆく
何かに怯えるように 誰かに媚びてるように
僕らのいびつな魔法が 萎縮してゆくよ

創造したい 創造したいんだ

Boom! Boom! Boom!
(テクマクマヤコン Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(テクマクマヤコン Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(テクマクマヤコン Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(テクマクマヤコン Whoa)

嫌嫌嫌嫌この表現描写 嫌嫌嫌嫌あの表現描写
そんな声に惑わされて 転げ落ちてく
奪う奪う奪う奪うああいう暗喩隠喩
奪う奪う奪う奪うそういう暗喩隠喩
森羅万象にゃ好かれない そんなもんさ

何も知らなさを 何も出来なさを
この両手に抱えてワクワクした
街の外側や月の裏側に行く為の魔法を
殺さないで 殺さないで 殺さないで 殺さないで

The magic of the massacre

Magic of massacre Whoa
Magic of massacre Whoa
Magic of massacre Whoa
Magic of massacre Whoa

Gotta suppress what you know
You gotta give me breathing room
Soaring through the skies I fall down again and again, wings spread wide
I bend and curve my path, then get that happy end

I wanna think about the ups and downs of this planet, I wanna think, I wanna think
I wanna picture how smiles and ugliness are born, I wanna think, I wanna think

Boom! Boom! Boom!
(Magic of massacre Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(Magic of massacre Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(Magic of massacre Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(Magic of massacre Whoa)

Disgusted by your narrative, your storytelling, disgusted by the rest
Seduced by those voices, I fall down
You changed someone's perspective, you stirred someone's excitement
Our sacred magic randomly disappears

You there and me here, how curious. Let's play make believe like adults
The urge to know, the pleasure of knowing, inflates like a balloon
To fit a four-minute slot, to fit marketing, to make an affiliate connection
Stripped down

I wanna think about our future and the sun's, I wanna think, I wanna think
I wanna picture how smiles and the moon's dark side are born, I wanna think, I wanna think

Boom! Boom! Boom!
(Magic of massacre Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(Magic of massacre Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(Magic of massacre Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(Magic of massacre Whoa)

It's stolen, stolen, stolen, stolen, those dark metaphors
It's stolen, stolen, stolen, stolen, such dark metaphors
Led by such adults, I'm destroyed
As if fearing something, as if flattering someone
Our twisted magic withers

I wanna create, I wanna create

Boom! Boom! Boom!
(Magic of massacre Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(Magic of massacre Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(Magic of massacre Whoa)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(Magic of massacre Whoa)

Disgusted by your narrative, your storytelling, disgusted by the rest
Seduced by those voices, I fall down
It's stolen, stolen, stolen, stolen, those dark metaphors
It's stolen, stolen, stolen, stolen, such dark metaphors
The universe doesn't like us, that's just the way it is

I'm holding my ignorance, my impotence
In both hands, and I'm thrilled
To go outside the town or to the moon's dark side
Don't kill it, don't kill it, don't kill it, don't kill it