聖者Seijaのno行進Koushin

パッとpatto見mi綺麗なkirei na幸福koufukuのno偽装gisou

At first glance, a beautiful disguise of happiness

メッキmekkiがga剥がれ落ちたhagare ochita

The plating has peeled away

一枚ichimaiのno薄皮usukawa隔てたhedateta先sakiでde

Just beyond a single thin layer of skin

グロいguroiものmonoがgaなんかnanka呻いていたumei teita

something grotesque was groaning

人間ningenのno間aidaにni沈殿したchinden shita

The pitch-black things that have settled

どす黒いdosuguroiものmonoがga暴発するbouhatsu suru日hi

between human beings — the day they explode

それsoreにniずっとzutto怯えるobieru僕達bokutachiはwa

We who have always lived in fear of that

緩慢なkanman na死shiのno最中sanakaにniあるaruみたいだmitai da

seem to be in the midst of a slow death

無力muryokuをwo呪うnorou声koeとto

A voice cursing powerlessness

救いsukuiをwo祈るinoru声koeがga

and a voice praying for salvation

混ざったmazattaようなyou na歌utaがga聞こえるkikoeru

I can hear a song that sounds like both mixed together

全てsubete飲み込んでnomikondeしまうshimauようにyou ni

Swallowing everything whole as it goes —

進んでsusundeゆくyuku聖者seijaのno行進koushin

the saints' march pressing forward

弱いyowai僕らbokuraさえもsae mo赦してyurushite

forgiving even us, the weak

連れ去ってtsuresatteしまうshimau

and carrying us away

破壊hakaiでもなくdemo naku救済kyuusaiでもなくdemo naku

Neither destruction nor salvation —

全てsubeteをwo均すnarasu聖者seijaのno行進koushin

the saints' march that levels everything

打ちのめされてuchinomesareteしまったshimatta僕らbokuraのno

Pay away our grief,

憂いureiをwo払ってharatteくれkure、、なぁnaa

you who have beaten us down

どうしてdoushite僕たちbokutachiのno幸福koufukuのno種taneはwa

Why won't the seeds of our happiness

一向にikkou ni芽吹かないmebuka naiのno？？

ever sprout?

一体ittaiどれdoreくらいkuraiのno暗いkurai闇yamiのno底sokoでde

How long do we have to spend

泣いてnaiteもがいてmogaite過ごしたらsugoshitaraいいii？？

crying and struggling at the bottom of the dark?

山積みyamazumiのno不幸fukouのno上ueにni立つtatsu

Standing on a mountain of misfortune —

見せかけmisekakeのno理想risou、、薄ら寒いusurasamuiねne

this hollow ideal, unsettlingly cold

平穏なheion na日々hibiはwa帰ってkaetteこないkonai

The peaceful days won't return

熱狂nekkyouをwoもたらすmotarasu僕らbokuraのnoマーチングバンドmaachingu bando

Our marching band that brings the fervor

産声ubugoeをwo上げたageta日hiからkara

From the day of our first cry

悲しみkanashimiをwo知ったshitta日hiからkara

from the day we came to know sadness

僕らbokuraはwa擦り切れていったsurikireteita

we have been worn away

無力muryokuをwo呪うnorou声koeとto

A voice cursing powerlessness

救いsukuiをwo祈るinoru声koeがga

and a voice praying for salvation

混ざったmazattaようなyou na歌utaがga聞こえるkikoeru

I can hear a song that sounds like both mixed together

全てsubete飲み込んでnomikondeしまうshimauようにyou ni

Swallowing everything whole as it goes —

進んでsusundeゆくyuku聖者seijaのno行進koushin

the saints' march pressing forward

弱いyowai僕らbokuraさえもsae mo赦してyurushite

forgiving even us, the weak

連れ去ってtsuresatteしまうshimau

and carrying us away

向かうmukau先sakiでde待っているmatte iruのnoがga

Whether what waits ahead

楽園rakuenだろうdarouがga地獄jigokuだろうdarouがga

is paradise or hell

このkonoパレードpareedoはwa進み続けるsusumi tsuzukeruだけdake

this parade just keeps marching

怒りikariやya悲しみkanashimiのno歌utaをwo歌いutaiながらnagara

singing songs of anger and grief

跋扈するbakko suru悪魔akumaをwo踏み潰してfumitsubushite

Stomping out the rampant devils

震えるfurueru心臓shinzouがga止まってtomatteしまうshimauまでmade

until our trembling hearts come to a stop