Glass Skin

Glass Skin [ English Version ]
Dir en grey


My vision has started to blur　
The glass sky, colours of the wind
A merry-go-round running alone
I wave

I choose my somehow faded voice over a guilty conscience
Tomorrow, I'll desert myself and sleep

More fleeting than tears from a comedy, than anyone else
Left to be robbed, left to be defiled, here...

On a dark morning after night broke, I see the window as a picture frame
Wake up my sleeping skin and reach out for a wet drawing

Spring is life scattering into the river　　

Wavering, where am I headed?
I reach out to open the heavy and closed door

The parade's dead remains　　

Silence laughs along with the reality that
Won't allow me to sleep today either

More fleeting than tears from a comedy, than anyone else
Left to be robbed, left to be defiled, let there be love here...

Dancing in jest, the four seasons hurt me boundlessly
Left to be robbed, left to be defiled,
I melt in proffered dreams...

I bleed as my way of compensating everything to you.
How heavy is blood?
Happiness and sadness lies too close.

The hand of tomorrow, that will be born, shall remain "pure"...
I can no longer see you through the tears

More fleeting than tears from a comedy, than anyone else
Left to be robbed, left to be defiled, let there be love here...

The single ferris wheel from which I can look down upon you
Even the melody that simply crumbles away is frightening in its sweet beauty

Shadows illuminated by the sun are scorching
And touch my heart more than shallow words...