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精神汚染病

Young and gentle male vocals, deep Japanese style, dirty fairy tale, aggressive lullaby, morbid and corrosive dark electropop, sick core, beautiful piano, intense and crazy bass, strings give the story a tone of decay. Addictive fast tempo and melody, sad and crazy pure love, disease that pollutes and infects the mind. Mutual love. magnificent, despair, Dark heavy Cool tone,

elen·3:36

Lyrics

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黒い花が 僕を侵食する
綺麗に心を食い破って
やがて絶望へと変貌する
その死の病は 感染する

君が嫌いだ 大嫌いだ
僕には全てが 虚無に感じる
嫌いだから 放っておいて

君が必死に叫んでも
僕は汚れの中で溺れている
穢れの海で 僕は揺蕩う

もう崩壊は止められないだろう
心の奥に根付いた種は
僕自身を飲み込むだろう
汚れて汚れて 咲いた花は
僕を突き破り 誰かに寄生する
この病は 誰にも止められない

僕自身が嫌いだ 大嫌いだ
君の声が 濁って聴こえない
この病に治療法も薬もない

花に汚染されて 血汚れた僕に
それでも君は 抱きしめてくれた
感染してしまうのに 汚れているのに
ずっと優しく 声をかけてくれた

黒い穢れが君を侵食し
純潔の心に 花が寄生する
君は 静かに微笑んだ

もう僕らは崩壊するだろう
病に感染した僕と君は
大きな花となり 世界を侵す
これが歪んだ愛と言うならば
僕達は喜んで 受け止めよう
黒い花が 僕らの全てを 飲み込んだ

無責任な僕らの歪み
幼稚な僕らの純愛
手を絡め合って 涙を流し
花を咲かせ 混ざり溶けていく


English translation↓


A black flower spreads through me,
Tearing my heart so beautifully apart.
It soon transforms into despair,
This deadly sickness will spread.


I hate you, I despise you.
Everything feels like nothing to me.
Because I hate you—just leave me alone.


Even if you scream with all your breath,
I’m drowning in the filth.
Drifting in this sea of stain…


The collapse cannot be stopped now.
The seed rooted deep inside my heart
Will swallow me whole.
Soiled and tainted, the blooming flower
Tears me open and clings to another.
This sickness—no one can stop it.


I hate myself, I despise myself.
Your voice reaches me only as noise.
There is no cure, no medicine for this disease.


Polluted by flowers, blood-stained as I am—
Still, you held me close.
Though infection spreads, though I’m unclean,
You kept speaking gently to me.


The black stain devours you,
A flower nests in your pure heart.
You simply smiled in silence.


Now we will both collapse.
You and I, infected by this disease,
Become a single great flower, consuming the world.
If this is what they call distorted love,
Then gladly we’ll accept it.
The black flower has swallowed everything we are.


Our reckless distortion,
Our childish pure love.
Hand in hand, with tears we bloom,
Merging, melting into one.

©2026 elen@elendream5

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