REAP

shimokita-kei, pop rock, dark funk rock, bass guitar, drum kit

April 1, 2025 at 11:37 AMv4

Ah, shut up

命借りたら　いつか返してね？
首に鎖　契約済み　なあ、忘れたの？
Reap, reap, baby, これはレクイエム
灰に還れ　その「善意」ごと。
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You borrowed life, right? Don’t forget to pay it back.
Chains on your neck—you signed the pact.
Reap, reap, baby, this is your requiem.
Ashes to ashes—bring your “kindness” with you.

死神業、黒フード着て今日も business
「哀れ」って言葉で死体にマスク貼る witness
功徳も徳政も無効、ここじゃノーカウント
あんたの善行、割引きシール貼っといたぞ clown
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I run the reaper biz, hood up, clock in daily.
“Tragic,” they mumble, slapping masks on corpses—lazy.
No karma counts, no moral scorecards here,
Your "good deeds"? Discounted. Clown-priced. Clear.

七つの大罪フルセットで生きて
来世ガチャに希望ぶち込んだって無駄無駄無駄
なにが「命の尊さ」だ？ 知らねーよ
俺たちその命、納期守って狩り尽くす方だよ
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Seven sins—complete set, still wanna win reincarnation?
Hope ain’t currency, kid. No salvation.
What’s that? “The value of life”? Ha, nice try.
I’m the one who comes to collect when it’s time to die.

ほらまた誰かが死んだってさ
スマホ越しで指差してハートマーク
“Rest in Peace”って英語で蓋して
その裏でバズって笑ってるんだろ？
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Oh look, another death.
Snap it quick—upload the grief.
“RIP” in bold font, posted
while you giggle behind your teeth.

よくあるだろ？「誰かの不幸はメシウマ」
てめぇの快楽で他人の終末パパラッチ
一日千秋、千人針より
罪の総額　一筆で刈り取る無情なジャッジ
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You’ve heard it, right? “Someone’s pain is someone’s feast.”
Feeding your pleasure off their last breath, paparazzi beast.
A thousand prayers? That don’t patch guilt.
I tally the sins in ink—your name, blood-spilt.

善人も悪人も変わらねえ
皮一枚の差じゃ何も見えねえ
「生きてた価値」？　神のフリか？
死神にはそんな幻想、通じねえからな
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Saint or sinner, same silhouette.
Skin-deep difference? Ain’t seen it yet.
“Was it all worth it?”—what a joke.
Reapers don’t buy your fairy tales. We make you choke.

ねえ、願ったでしょ？「誰かの不幸」
じゃあ代わりに喰ってやるよ、お前の痛みを。
Reap, reap, baby, 静かに微笑んで
ナムアミダ、って言ってろよ、死ぬまでな
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Yeah, you wished for it—“let them suffer,” huh?
Then I’ll make a deal: I’ll devour your pain instead.
Reap, reap, baby, with a quiet grin,
Chant your prayers, keep lying—until the end.

溶けた蝋　それが業
血塗れの手帳に書かれた log
天国行きのバス、遅延中
搭乗者、全員ウソツキ
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Melted wax—that’s your sin.
Blood-soaked ledger, all logged in.
Heaven’s bus? Delayed again.
Passengers? Every one of them a liar.

Reap me, hate me, この怒りが刃
踏みつけた花の名も知らずに
Save me? No, thank you.
俺は救済より崩壊が好物だ
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Reap me, hate me—this rage is a blade.
Crushed flowers underfoot—you never knew their name.
Save me? No, thank you.
I prefer ruin over your fake salvation game.

Burn me, praise me, 天罰のグラフィティ
最後の最後まで喚いていろ
Reap me, hate me, 叫んでももう遅い
首を刈ったら say cheese, バイバイ。
永遠に　黙っとけ
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Burn me, praise me—this graffiti's divine.
Scream your lungs out till your voice resigns.
Reap me, hate me—too late to run.
Say cheese when your head rolls, I’m done.
Now hush.
Forever.

Ah, shut up 命借りたら　いつか返してね？首に鎖　契約済み　なあ、忘れたの？ Reap, reap, baby, これはレクイエム灰に還れ　その「善意」ごと。 - You borrowed life, right? Don’t forget to pay it back. Chains on your neck—you signed the pact. Reap, reap, baby, this is your requiem. Ashes to ashes—bring your “kindness” with you. 死神業、黒フード着て今日も business 「哀れ」って言葉で死体にマスク貼る witness 功徳も徳政も無効、ここじゃノーカウントあんたの善行、割引きシール貼っといたぞ clown - I run the reaper biz, hood up, clock in daily. “Tragic,” they mumble, slapping masks on corpses—lazy. No karma counts, no moral scorecards here, Your "good deeds"? Discounted. Clown-priced. Clear. 七つの大罪フルセットで生きて来世ガチャに希望ぶち込んだって無駄無駄無駄なにが「命の尊さ」だ？知らねーよ俺たちその命、納期守って狩り尽くす方だよ - Seven sins—complete set, still wanna win reincarnation? Hope ain’t currency, kid. No salvation. What’s that? “The value of life”? Ha, nice try. I’m the one who comes to collect when it’s time to die. ほらまた誰かが死んだってさスマホ越しで指差してハートマーク “Rest in Peace”って英語で蓋してその裏でバズって笑ってるんだろ？ - Oh look, another death. Snap it quick—upload the grief. “RIP” in bold font, posted while you giggle behind your teeth. よくあるだろ？「誰かの不幸はメシウマ」てめぇの快楽で他人の終末パパラッチ一日千秋、千人針より罪の総額　一筆で刈り取る無情なジャッジ - You’ve heard it, right? “Someone’s pain is someone’s feast.” Feeding your pleasure off their last breath, paparazzi beast. A thousand prayers? That don’t patch guilt. I tally the sins in ink—your name, blood-spilt. 善人も悪人も変わらねえ皮一枚の差じゃ何も見えねえ「生きてた価値」？　神のフリか？死神にはそんな幻想、通じねえからな - Saint or sinner, same silhouette. Skin-deep difference? Ain’t seen it yet. “Was it all worth it?”—what a joke. Reapers don’t buy your fairy tales. We make you choke. ねえ、願ったでしょ？「誰かの不幸」じゃあ代わりに喰ってやるよ、お前の痛みを。 Reap, reap, baby, 静かに微笑んでナムアミダ、って言ってろよ、死ぬまでな - Yeah, you wished for it—“let them suffer,” huh? Then I’ll make a deal: I’ll devour your pain instead. Reap, reap, baby, with a quiet grin, Chant your prayers, keep lying—until the end. 溶けた蝋　それが業血塗れの手帳に書かれた log 天国行きのバス、遅延中搭乗者、全員ウソツキ - Melted wax—that’s your sin. Blood-soaked ledger, all logged in. Heaven’s bus? Delayed again. Passengers? Every one of them a liar. Reap me, hate me, この怒りが刃踏みつけた花の名も知らずに Save me? No, thank you. 俺は救済より崩壊が好物だ - Reap me, hate me—this rage is a blade. Crushed flowers underfoot—you never knew their name. Save me? No, thank you. I prefer ruin over your fake salvation game. Burn me, praise me, 天罰のグラフィティ最後の最後まで喚いていろ Reap me, hate me, 叫んでももう遅い首を刈ったら say cheese, バイバイ。永遠に　黙っとけ - Burn me, praise me—this graffiti's divine. Scream your lungs out till your voice resigns. Reap me, hate me—too late to run. Say cheese when your head rolls, I’m done. Now hush. Forever.