AISubs v3
A dream-telling poet or someone who peeps into hell?
It's shaking, my role
I want to meet you
I think about it when I die
I'm sure you know
I'm indecisive
Even if I choose either one
I'm sure I can't be happy
I wonder what it is
I'm thinking
Towards the bronze statue
I ask
Is it the guardian of a painful love?
Or is it an adventurer?
The answer is a katana
No one knows what it is that I love
It's just that I can't answer the truth
I just hugged the two women at the same time
I just hurt each other with gentle lies
Is it a person or me?
What I'm imagining is our future
The future is an illusion, at the entrance to hell
Let's throw away all hope
What I'm holding in my hand is a bronze statue
I ask you, are you a prisoner of a painful love?
Or are you a wanderer?
I won't tell you the meaning of my claws