If I touch it, it crumbles; an imaginary world
I rebuilt it times over times
This body, always waiting, has been made sweet
By the dark side of the moon

A lonely god
Only a particle, to me
I'm not lonely at all
I can't think of things such as loneliness

Say, the world you were born in
The flavours you've been tasting
Were sweet, spicy, salty, bitter
Or maybe sour?
How many of this feeling of love
Have you been sending towards this world?
Its shadow sounds like a lie
Just like a masquerade ball

Spinning around and round and round and round
Opening up rapidly, rapidly, rapidly
From the gaping hole freshly opened
Sweetness, paleness and sorrow overflow

If I touch it, it crumbles; an imaginary world
I rebuilt it times over times
This body, always waiting, has been made sweet
By the dark side of the moon

If I touch it, it crumbles; the edge of delusions
I rebuilt it times over times
Here, look, touch it
I've kind of felt something, the real me

If I touch it, it crumbles; the edge of delusions
I rebuilt it times over times
The moment I touched it, it crumbled and vanished
The me inside myself

I love I love I love I want to know
I love I love I love loving
I love I love I love has gone away
This world is a ruin