CHESS
LUNA SEA

White ashes pile up slowly from the sky
Only the wind that hasn't people's image flies past
To a Goddess who likes this view, "if I would die"
 
If I would prick up my ears to that song, while I recognize it
My hand will dye in red
 
In this created world they learned boredom
Finished people, like toys
Paint in red this stupid History's end
 
If I would prick up my ears to that song, while I recognize it
My hand will dye in red
 
In the dream, two footless being have embraced each other
When they noticed that a smiling Goddess was coming near to them, they laughed
 
She has killed herself with a lover who was telling her about love
On the battlefield I was also on coma
Amused Gods sing the game
 
If I would prick up my ears to that song, while I recognize it
My hand will dye in red
 
In the dream, two footless being have embraced each other
When they noticed that a smiling Goddess was coming near to them, they laughed