黒が吊るされる前に || Before the Guilty One is Hung

ティアドロップ 涙の味
白い旗舞う 黒い太刀筋
枯葉の行方 深淵へ
暗闇の底 恐怖の始まり

真打、業物！
その刀は血に染まってなどいない！

疾風迅雷！夕闇に溶けるその前に
竹光なまくら 敵ではない！
枯れ尾花 搔き分けた先だ！
忠義の居合 月光を守る
霞に見せかけ骨身断て！
偽物成敗 歪んだ天秤を斬れ！

洒落にならないイナズマと
ぴゅいと鳴らせば 阿吽の呼吸
引き千切る程 独りきり
まっつぐ進め 携え脇差
大トリ、出囃子
絆された正しささえ斬り裂いて。

さあ、
切った張った切った張った
ヨヨイヨイ
切った張った切った張った
どんでん返し

疾風迅雷！夕闇に溶けるその前に
怪力乱神！敵はいない！
枯れ尾花 首を掲げていた。
忠義の居合 月光を守る
徒花摘んで 暗黒断て！

罪を背負い、あの日見た夢を追う…

Teardrop namida no aji
Shiroi hata mau kuroi tachisuji
Kareha no yukue shin’en e
Kurayami no soko kyoufu no hajimari

Shin’uchi, wazamono!
Sono katana wa chi ni somatte nado inai!

Shippuu jinrai! Yuuyami ni tokeru sono mae ni
Takemitsu namakura teki de wa nai!
Kareobana kakiwaketa saki da!
Chuugi no iai gekkou o mamoru
Kasumi ni misekake honemi tate!
Nisemono seibai yuganda tenbin o kire!

Share ni naranai inazuma to
Pyui to naraseba aun no kokyuu
Hikichigiru hodo hitorikiri
Mattsugu susume tazusae wakizashi
Ootori, debayashi
Hodokosareta tadashisa sae kirisaite.

Saa,
Kitta hatta kitta hatta
Yoyoi yoi
Kitta hatta kitta hatta
Donden gaeshi

Shippuu jinrai! Yuuyami ni tokeru sono mae ni
Kairiki ranshin! Teki wa inai!
Kareobana kubi o kakagete ita.
Chuugi no iai gekkou o mamoru
Adabana tsunde ankoku tatte!

Tsumi o seoi, ano hi mita yume o ou…

Teardrops; the taste of tears.
The white flag dances in the air among black swordsmanship.
The dead leaves head to the abyss
and fear begins in the depths of darkness.

Headliners, bear your swords!
Your blades aren’t bloodstained.

Strike at lightning speed! Before they melt into the twilight.
With blunt bamboo swords, they’re no match for me.
I’ve thrust through the dead silver grass.
With an iai of devotion, I will protect the moonlight
and cut the fake flesh and blood lying in the mist.
Punish the fakes and cut through the twisted scales!

When serious lightning
and the whistle resound, they move in sync.
I’m torn to shreds by loneliness.
Move straight ahead, with wakizashi in hand.
The last performer appears with music playing.
Cut through even bound righteousness.

Now,
slash and strike and slash and strike.
Yoyoi yoi.
Slash and strike and slash and strike.
There’s a sudden twist.

Strike at lightning speed! Before they melt into the twilight.
Supernatural beings, you’re no match for me.
In the dead silver grass I held my head high.
With an iai of devotion, I will protect the moonlight.
I’ll pluck the fruitless flowers and cut off the darkness.

I bear my sin and chase after the dream I once had…