the GazettE – NINTH ODD SMELL (English Translation) lyrics

This soul can never die

The first "chaos" is an ignorance blade
The heresy is the middle finger stand of the rebellion

Resonance and running up
The desire of Kudan who goes
The second "no"
The future that tore the darkness
Nameless lights

Rubbish stacking and engraving
The harbinger's forerunners that will soon come

Crimson wears despair crawls a dark bottom
The tower overlooking suspicion

Tangled poison in throat and swirled days
A thousand-one heart hurts

Emotions emerging in decline
Among distorted variants
I arrive at the 13th floor
So hugging the black black black darkness

We fucking never die
This soul can never die
We fucking never die
Can't never die

Expanding both hands and pulling one finger
To the end
Hanging raw and flying

Mix now here
Form formed
Ninth "Proof of living"

Until it melts away
Melt a rusty heart
I just draw the ideal as if it were broken
In a crowded voice and limited
Even a strangeness
So eat it, eat it, eat it

We fucking never die
This soul can never die
We fucking never die
Can't ever LIE
We fucking never die
This soul can never die
We fucking never die
I will not ever lie
Idol worship Inside me