Ibushi -ku Yuru- (engl) Letra

also in senseless and airy conversations i talked about my dream vividly the sign that makes me return to myself before i am becoming completely soiled i try to give a sense to my former immaturity the immaturity that makes me believe in an fake paper-mâché tiger idol the bureaucracy forgets to improve itself more than ever i feel like a herectic. please erase it. i want to go back but i can't. untouched sepia a silent voice commands me to face the grave confrontation listen to the voice hiding innermost please don't forget the first abrasion there is still a little of the chance, that everybody always has thereby i ask for the ideal, dance around and beam. never ever... the present entwines my legs. but i want to break free my will follows the direction that i head for concept, breakdown, talent, appearance