The world of man is ogreish; what might justice be?
Resist it before you ask that, oh flower of vice
Keep your eye on eyes that behold dreams of hypocrisy
Without being able to distinguish between life and evil
Just as how light is an aborted embryo
You are a womb of slumbering darkness
Solitude: that is what is precious
It shall surely become your sole friend
One by one, smeared with blood,
You were born into this era
O, you chosen princes
Battle: that is your celebratory throne
Ah, I am the beautiful omniscience
The loving mother who birthed you
Those reared on my milk are
The brethren of hell
The mudra of revelation; what might truth be?
The seeds of concealment buried away without knowing that
Bare your blade to blades that are drawn double-edged
Believe only in those whom you must protect
You will release yourself the way you are
Shower in the screams of the agony of death
In this overripe world
Mutilate those of your feelings that are understood
A flock of corpses that simply breathe
That is what you have trampled
It is simple to to take pity, but
It is scooped out without hope of salvation
The path of the one who betrays
Ah, I am the beautifully elegant virtue
The mother's love that nourishes you
That which continues to ripen in my belly
Are they grotesque wings?
The key to prison; might truth exist?
Though I seek it, there is no end to the cage of chaos
Touch your hand to hands that shoot arrows of judgment
Lies and truth shall fold, twist and intersect
You will lust after yourself until day breaks
Prosper and bloom
Without ever hurrying towards your fall
The mudra of revelation; what might truth be?
The seeds of concealment buried away without knowing that
Bare your blade to blades that are drawn double-edged
Oh, believe only in those whom you must protect
The world of man is ogreish; where might justice be?
Bloom with pride rather than asking that, oh flower of vice
Keep your eyes on eyes that behold dreams of hypocrisy
There is no church for either life or death
You will make self-sacrifice to yourself at the final moment,
Embrace everything, and attain enlightenment
Who I Want to Meet:
I would like you to answer a question before you dispose of me If being powerless is evil, is having power justice ? Is revenge Evil ? Can friendship coexist with justice
I dreamed a dream
An endless, distant one
The colour of the sky in those parched days is in my hands
In these sounds that come at equal intervals, it’s a matter of trial and error
In this space with no concept of time or space
I make a life-sized sound
And make my face
Cleanly, just one side
A rotting apple
Has fallen into my hand
In the mirror, I can see deep within myself
In these sounds that come at equal intervals, it’s a matter of trial and error
In this space with no concept of time or space
I make a life-sized sound
And make my face
Cleanly, even now…
Among these people who feel far away, it’s a matter of trial and error
In this space with no concept of time or space
I scratch my whole body
And scrape my face off
Cleanly, just one side
Lelouch: [thinking] Ever since that day, my heart simply couldn't accept it. This fake life I was never able to fit into, all the time that was lost, these false memories planted in me, giving me a life as one of the herd, and yet…the truth continues to guide me toward itself. That's right! It wasn't me who was wrong! It was the world!
[the Guren Mk-II and Urabe's Gekka smash through the room and land before Lelouch, facing him]
Lelouch: [aloud] The world has to change, so I will change it.
Kousetsu Urabe: [via his Gekka's loudspeakers] We've been waiting for you, Master Zero. Please, give us your orders.
Lelouch: Very well! Because, after all, I am Zero, the one who will crush the world…and the one who will recreate the world anew!
I dreamed a dream
An endless, distant one
The colour of the sky in those parched days is in my hands
In these sounds that come at equal intervals, it’s a matter of trial and error
In this space with no concept of time or space
I make a life-sized sound
And make my face
Cleanly, just one side
A rotting apple
Has fallen into my hand
In the mirror, I can see deep within myself
In these sounds that come at equal intervals, it’s a matter of trial and error
In this space with no concept of time or space
I make a life-sized sound
And make my face
Cleanly, even now…
Among these people who feel far away, it’s a matter of trial and error
In this space with no concept of time or space
I scratch my whole body
And scrape my face off
Cleanly, just one side
– Feeling far away
– Life-sized
[the Guren Mk-II and Urabe's Gekka smash through the room and land before Lelouch, facing him]
Lelouch: [aloud] The world has to change, so I will change it.
Kousetsu Urabe: [via his Gekka's loudspeakers] We've been waiting for you, Master Zero. Please, give us your orders.
Lelouch: Very well! Because, after all, I am Zero, the one who will crush the world…and the one who will recreate the world anew!
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