Inconvenient Ideal — Dir En Grey

The morals swallowed by the waves sway inside the basket and sleeps The rain drops onto this earth and doesn't stop It keeps on hitting the ground

Even the love that's locked inside the shell, is swallowed by the heartless beast What makes them do it? I put my hand on my heart The baby's first cry disappears with yesterday

It disappears without even being able to let out a word Was it freedom that we won? Feeling the body temperature of my dreams and I pray My eyes shut closed

It disappears without even being able to let out a word Was it freedom that we won? Feeling the body temperature of my dreams and I pray Everything gets wasted Deep into the red darkness The life I hold high and proud of