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Kagerou Project- Shounen Brave Orig. Eng. lyrics
“Don’t bully me,” I cry, and that’s all I do.
Guess in the end I would be shaking too.
So weak and fearing of being all lonely
‘Courage’ hated the boy that was within me.
Finding sympathy from a puppy,
Who was all wet with rain just like me.
Out of selfishness I held him tight,
Asking, “You won’t bully me, isn’t that right?”
“Let’s become 'friends', something more than a word,
How I wish your voice can be heard.”
But for that me,
Hearing the voices so loudly,
Knocking my brain and hating me.
“He’s just so filthy,” “Let’s trick that guy”
“I hate you,” “Why don’t you go die?”
“The voices of the mind”, aimed at me,
Knocked me down, rejecting me.
Those heartless words, stabbed me inside,
And I was going to cry.
“It’s what I get for wishing,”
A small web that’s so lonely.
Gave such a terri
daze [Mekakucity Actors] short ver- English Lyrics
Hazing this old concrete
Wavering just like inside of my dreams
Retracing on this old template,
A routine unknowingly set
High tempo is now flashing,
This stupid, pointless future before me
“The final story is nigh”,
Unable to say it, you now cry
Come now, close your eyes
Losing your way, which way home is right?
My secrets for this future I need,
Now all seem way too boring
Sounding all our hands,
Around the zero we stand.
Today I collect my empty self,
And now it shall start,
Once again, are you loosing yourself?
Shouting for that far off day
And then they’re taken all away
When I firmly grasp that hand of yours,
I want to hold forever more
Lost in the lonely haze
You won’t cry alone in pain
Leave “loneliness” behind, it can all be changed
As you use your strength to draw, it can all be rearranged
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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