Karasu Video (MV)

At a dump site in the early morning
The black birds that live there and meet on the ridges
And with them we have to repeat ourselves
The belief that we're living in this sad world

Tilting their heads without changing their single expression
The depths of their black eyes, surrounded on all sides, yeah

Whether you like it or not, even that, you all don't get it
Embracing this solitude in sadness, my body, it's pitch-black!!
Someday this black wing will be turning into white
Inside, a devil, outside, an angel
I'm dreaming this up, so you all come on!!

Seems a little too much poison, doesn't it!
Us, we'll find out everything
Everything done by you on that day
Even now we're watching from that telephone pole, yo

Borrowing the name of revenge
I stand up for myself
The landscape I look out from, it's probably dirty, yeah

The katana that's been polished now、the instruction is given but doesn't seem completed
If the feelings that've been hurt continue it'll become something that can't be undone
For me, even being sad, won't I have endured being born into this world?
The flaw in the control I've got over myself, a crow that's entirely lost its flightpath

The wing turns to white
I won't stop the fight

Whether you like it or not, even that, nobody understands
Setting this solitude free, the white that has to be transmitted exists
This wing someday whether the black turns white or not seems to be changing
Even if it's becoming an unseen form, it's still something new I'm dreaming up