覚醒罪 -依存編-
Kakuseizai -Ison-hen-
Stimulating Sin -Dependence-
Vocals: 巡音ルカ (Megurine Luka)
Lyrics: Guity
Composed by: Guity
Release date: 9 November 2009
Requested by: Masa Fan
The title of this track is interesting because it seems to be the word 覚醒剤 (kakuseizai, stimulant), except with 剤 replaced with 罪, which means sin. I’ve tried to preserve this nuance in my translation of the title.
The 編 (hen) used in the second part indicates that this is a ‘volume’ of sorts in a larger story.
歌詞
夢と同じ
エモノが在る
目が覚めても
悪夢の継続
鏡に映る
私に似た人
誘うような目で
此方を見ないで
鏡を割れば
影が目を開く
逃れられない
凍て付く眼差し
夜が来るのが怖くて
冷たい針に縋る
家中施錠して
朝を待つ
誰にも決して言えない
抑え切れない衝動
私じゃないアレは絶対に
私じゃない
霧の向こう
虹の向こう
オーロラの向こう
スピードの向こう
割れた鏡に
幾千の私
囁く声が
反響して痛い
其方に行けば
幸せになるの？
心が揺れる
私は
目が覚めても悪夢なら
此処に留まる意味は？
全てを壊して
酔い痴れたい
怨念に取り憑かれて
冷たい針に縋る
私じゃないアレは絶対に
私じゃない
快楽に逃げ込んでも
この恐怖は消えない
破滅への足音が
聞こえる
指先同士が触れる
花園へ誘う指
冷たい針で見る甘い夢
もう返らない
悪い夢よ
血に塗れた
悪い夢よ
これで終わり
白い夜に
全て捧げ
私は逝く
悪夢の終焉
Romanisation
yume to onaji
emono ga aru
me ga sametemo
akumu no keizoku
kagami ni utsuru
watashi ni nita hito
sasou you na me de
kochira o minaide
kagami o warereba
kage ga me o hiraku
nogarerarenai
itetsuku manazashi
yoru ga kuru no ga kowakute
tsumetai hari ni sugaru
iejuu sejou shite
asa o matsu
dare ni mo kesshite ienai
osaekirenai shoudou
watashi ja nai are wa zettai ni
watashi ja nai
kiri no mukou
niji no mukou
oorora no mukou
supiido no mukou
wareta kagami ni
ikusen no watashi
sasayaku koe ga
hankyo shite itai
sochira ni ikeba
shiawase ni naru no?
kokoro ga yureru
watashi wa
me ga sametemo akumu nara
koko ni tomaru imi wa?
subete o kowashite
yoishiretai
onnen ni toritsukarete
tsumetai hari ni sugaru
watashi ja nai are wa zettai ni
watashi ja nai
kairaku ni nigekondemo
kono kyoufu wa kienai
hametsu e no ashioto ga
kikoeru
yubisaki doushi ga fureru
hanazono e sasou yubi
tsumetai hari de miru amai yume
mou kaeranai
warui yume yo
chi ni mamireta
warui yume yo
kore de owari
shiroi yoru ni
subete sasage
watashi wa yuku
akumu no shuuen
Translation
Prey exists
that’s the same as in my dreams.
Though I open my eyes
the nightmare continues.
Someone who looks like me
is there in the mirror.
Don’t look at me
with such beckoning eyes.
When I break the mirror
the shadow opens its eyes.
I can’t escape
from its freezing gaze.
I’m scared of night falling
so I cling to the cold needle.
I lock the house down
and wait for dawn.
I can’t tell anyone
about my uncontrollable urges.
It’s not me. That thing
isn’t me at all.
Beyond the fog
beyond the rainbow
beyond the aurora
beyond speed itself—
Thousands of images of me
are there in the broken mirror.
The whispers echo
and they hurt.
When I go there
will I be happy?
My heart trembles.
I am—
If I’m in a nightmare even when I wake up
then what’s the meaning in me staying here?
I want to destroy everything
and get drunk.
I’m possessed by a grudge
and I cling to a cold needle.
It’s not me. That thing
isn’t me at all.
Though I seek safety in pleasure
the fear is still there.
I can hear footsteps
leading to destruction.
Our fingertips touch,
fingertips that beckon towards the flower garden.
The cold needle grants me sweet dreams.
There’s no turning back now.
O nightmare,
stained in blood,
o nightmare,
this is the end.
I offer everything up
to the pale night.
I will die
at this nightmare’s demise.
Releska 
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