ガゼット (The Gazette)

LEECH ♪ ガゼット（the GazettE）

作詞：ルキ
作曲：ガゼット（the GazettE）



Nobody believes you.

Marbleの壁は高く泥に塗れていたよ
殴りつけられたような痛みが俺を離さねぇ

大量に零れたImperfection 完全に飲まれたExpression
I who sings black again. I who dyes black again.
何度も頭を潰す

Let’s send a gallows in the last scene which you hope for.
Don’t hush up a mistake.
Take responsibility.
未だ見えねぇ行方知れずの物 纏わせたのは全て上辺だけ
売り飛ばされたのは思想の偽造 凝りもせずまた寄って來やがる

Can you hear the counting song of pain?
The president.
[I want to scatter your face.]
目に映る答えを描く
[I want to scatter your trick.]
Can you hear the counting song of pain?
The president.
[I want to scatter your excuse.]
黑き日は今も褪せぬまま…
A prosecute.Your luck will run out someday.
Hatred to you is a proper act.

流れた欠陷と 無表情と無力 時が忘却に飢えても 忘れる事はしなぃ

You are the same as a leech which sucks blood to live.

Let’s send a gallows in the last scene which you hope for.
Don’t hush up a mistake. Take responsibility.
未だ見えねぇ行方知れずの物 纏わせたのは全て上辺だけ
売り飛ばされたのは思想の偽造 凝りもせずまた寄って來やがる

Can you hear the counting song of pain?
The president.
[I want to scatter your face.]
目に映る答えが消える
[I want to scatter your trick.]
Can you hear the counting song of pain?
The president.
[I want to scatter your excuse.]
黑き日を葬る無意味さに
I felt humiliation.

美しき靜寂が悲しげに搖れてる目を塞ぐ事さえ罪
A prosecute.Your luck will run out someday.
Can you hear the counting song of pain? The president.
You are the same as a leech which sucks blood to live.