The Moon\'s Domination
Birds fly
According to instinct.
No one has told them how or why.

To survive,
To connect,
Die a ruthless death, that's life!

Fly! (Get high!)
Dive! (Burn out!)
Before the moon's domination
Fly! (Get high!)
Dive! (Burn out!)
Before being dragged down

Don't lose your wings
Even if it turns to ash
Fly! (Get high!)
Dive! (Burn out!)
Even if you writhe
The days of just reacting
That is not called evolution.

The rules of nature
I live, but how about you?
That brain is a device,
Heart is an organ

To survive,
To descend,
A meaningless life, that's death!

Fly! (Get high!)
Dive! (Burn out!)
Before the star's demolition
Fly! (Get high!)
Dive! (Burn out!)
Before being struck down

Don't lose your wings
Even if it turns to dust
Fly! (Get high!)
Dive! (Burn out!)
Even if you starve
The days of just complaining
That is not called revolution.

Live, live,
That is life!
Die, die,
That is life!

Here are clothes and shoes,
Even a map is prepared.
Nothing left for devising,
Nothing left to find out.

Wash, wash, wash away the knowledge
Before becoming just a machine that breathes.
Throw, throw, throw away the glasses
Before becoming machine foreseeing the future.

To survive,
To connect,
Die a ruthless death, that's life!

Fly! (Get high!)
Dive! (Burn out!)
Before the moon's domination
Fly! (Get high!)
Dive! (Burn out!)
Before being dragged down

Don't lose your wings
Even if it turns to ash
Fly! (Get high!)
Dive! (Burn out!)
Even if you writhe.