29 April 2012

Rotten Heresy and Chocolate (English Lyrics)


Song Author: Pinnocchio-P
Original Vocals: Miku Hatsune

Original:


"Please do not tell anyone...
Apparently the teacher from the next class on, along with a student, got it on!"
Engaging in acts that're seen as wrong, whilst the shell around began to crack open.

Once told, it only grows, a secret that should be held in the underground.
But nowadays it's flying, naked all around Shibuya.

"Tell me more, I wanna know" "Let know the latest news", the story spreads through the great telephone game.
A rumour that is growing out of hand sounds like: "Yaa. Lalipappala, pappappala."

These hogs; their gluttony, indulging in the facts from others sweet saliva.
Slowly grow attatched to others' juicy gloom, soon the rotten gossips will send you all to doom.

Surrounded by sweets, I'll taste the treats. Many of them aren't even real.
But since when would I even give crap? The additives give life flavour.
Realities sweets are boring to me; rumours are certainlly more yummy.
You agree? 'Course you do, I never had a doubt in that...
How narrow minded...


Hey, I know a secret,
That idol guy that everyone adores, along with the scholar you reach out for,
have all of us obeying at their feet
singing, "Yaa. Dandandidan, dandandidan!"

It brews, inside my head, my envy and esteem are reaching to boiling point.
Looking all around for a chance to play, a trump card that's surely gonna ruin your day.

Begin to unwrap aluminum foil and watch as people all around form crowds,
Under the surface lies a mastermind, pouring black rain on the ground.
I'm following the crowds, join majority, knowing they'll do whatever I say,
Do you understand? How could you not admire this?

Let's just say that, if that XXXX is XXXXX true.
Then they would XXXX for sure if
that's already the case XXXX, then XXX can XXXXX!!


How will you fill the gaps that have been eaten by parasites?
I'm willing to let you get a grip of this guilt I grew myself.
Ignoring everything I already have, only seeking out more of what I can't,
Answer this riddle. What's the purpose of it all?
"I dunno!"


Surrounded by sweets, I'll taste the treats. Many of them aren't even real.
But since when would I even give crap? The additives give life flavour.
Begin to unwrap aluminum foil and watch as people all around form crowds,
Under the surface lies a mastermind, pouring black rain on the ground.
Realities sweets are boring to me; rumours are certainlly more yummy.
You agree? 'Course you do, I never had a doubt in that...
But I disagree.

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