Ms. lonely hedgehog
Arranged by: RD-Sounds
Album: Hisoka (密) 【Official Site】
Circle: Diao ye zong (凋叶棕)
Original Theme: Last Occultism ~ Esotericist of the Present World [ラストオカルティズム ～ 現し世の秘術師]
In a novel turn of events, the lyrics to this song are actually on the album art [except for the last two lines]. Anyway, this song leads straight in from ‘The Aftermath,’ and it deals with a very big secret hidden by Sumireko, which is appropriate for an album called ‘Secrets.’ Personally, I think it’s the best album RD has made to date. And that’s not saying much, since I probably said the same thing about Motome >_>
[There’s also RD’s typical habit of having the lyricist sing different things to what’s written – I tried to fit both in instead of
striking stuff out like I normally do.]
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Aah, a mountain of concrete and debris lies all around me.
It’s chaos taken to the extreme – like some movie set in poor taste I’d seen somewhere before.
Aah, the fragments of one of my ‘nameless classmates’ lie scattered all around me.
It doesn’t look like they’ll get up again. I find myself feeling slightly envious of them.
I can hear nonsensical slogans coming from the almost-broken radio…
I can’t hear the slogans anymore. I’m not irritated anymore. I’m not even worried about them.
But thinking that there might have only really been one truth… it shook me, and
I’m still thinking, in a daze.
I have placed myself in the threshold between dreams and reality – another dream.
Aah, I’m dreaming, but it’s a dream of such vulgar taste –
I felt like I could hear the voice of someone laughing at me, somewhere…
Aah, it would be good if this was all a dream. Those thoughts snatched my mind away.
I embraced those far-reaching thoughts, and from that time they knocked me down completely.
I had no choice but to laugh. I was being toyed with by countless thoughts.
I won’t worry anymore. I won’t corrupt myself anymore. There’s no need for me to fear them,
Because those fearful things, and things that might have caused them, all vanished like this.
Somewhere in my heart, I was thinking.
Thinking about the value these things can have.
I won’t hurt anyone anymore. There lies a lonely hedgehog…
I don’t need anything anymore. I don’t want anything anymore. I have no choice but to walk in a dream.
But why couldn’t I even gain anything of value
In this world?
I was thinking on top of a mountain of debris
About what I truly desired. But then…
I vomited on top of ‘them.’
…There is no need for me to convey my thoughts – this secret – anymore.