Children [Dir en grey]

I was debating whether or not to use the Children from Macabre or the Children from sixUgly. Then, I realized that I was going to do the other somewhere along the line so I might as well get it all over with in one post. Tidier that way.

Yes, your native Seshuuka didn’t get much sleep last night, and he’s down in the dumps, but Macabre’s Children brings to mind strange visions of Antiterrorism from Perfect Dark. Those sentences have nothing to do with each other, and I suspects that it’s mostly hormones and my damned neighbors, but yes, this song, if it makes me think of Perfect Dark is awesome. And it’s a great song. It was originally on the Taiyou no Ao single and then it was included as a bonus track on Macabre. I personally think that they should have stuck this before Zakuro because it feels out of place after Taiyou no Ao. It still has a great feel that only belongs on the Macabre album and I also see shades of green when I listen to this song. That just might be the album cover influencing my decision. I am also a fan of the solo halfway through the song, as I prefer this one to the solo on sixUgly, even though I do love Totchi’s skills. It also just happens to be a bad case of fate that I’m talking to a friend about pregnancy at this moment. Erm, Children, yes. Terurizumu I guess? I’m being random, but I’m in love with the acoustic effects all over this song and on the album in general. This was the perfect sound of Diru’s early style and I just love it. I come back to it every once in a while. Only problem I have is with the abrupt ending, but I don’t know if that’s my particular music file or not.

sixUgly’s Children is a right kick in the ass. It was redone with more of a  western feel and it’s also a bit shorter. Kyo’s rapping in this one can turn some people off, but it’s really similar to the way he sang on the Macabre version. Just on the Macabre version he accentuated the singing a bit more. He also screams a bit more on this one. Some people like this version better than the Macabre version. I prefer not to make a choice here. The bass solo is also pretty cool and fits here better than a regular solo would have. The parts where the guitars scale up after the refrain is also pretty cool. The end finishes this time and it’s shorter than the Macabre version. All in all, a harder, nicer version of the song.

And now for the lyrics. Macabre version first.

Lyrics

shikou kairo o KAMISORI de setsudan
rikai funou na omaetachi no sei
yume wa BOROBORO ai wa GITAGITA
atama no naka wa No outlet

shikou kairo ga ARE o motome tsuzuke
muishiki no boku No outlet

Neo (?)

I can’t control my mind
Can’t control

kotoba ni dekizu kotoba ni narazu
kotoba wa kokoro o kowashite
otona no kamen o kabutta boku wa
nanimo nokora NAIFU to boku

nakayoshi koyoshi nante fuzaketa
kotoba wa imasugu kowashite
hannya no kamen o kabutta boku wa
nanimo kikoenai mono nedari

Translation

Sever the logic circuits with a razor
it’s your fault for not understanding anything
dreams are worn, love is trite
in my head no outlet.

I can’t control my mind
Can’t control

Neo

My logic circuits continue to hope for that
Unbeknownst to me No outlet.

It can’t come out in words, it won’t become words
those words destroy my heart.
I, who wore the mask of an adult,
just me and the knife which leaves nothing behind.

I can’t control my mind
can’t control

It can’t come out in words, it won’t become words
those words destroy the heart.
I, who wore the mask of an adult,
just me and the knife which leaves nothing behind.

I’ll destroy now the foolish words, “play nice with the other kids”
I, who wear the mask of the devil,
I don’t want to hear about something I can never have.

And now for sixUgly’s version.

Lyrics

shikou kairo terrorism limiter cut setsudan
rikai funou NATIONALISM BUS GAS BAKUHATSU joudan
natural high and down natural high and down
HURRY UP MODE Out rage

I can’t control my mind
Can’t control

shikou kairo egoism souzou kaikaku gaitan
HURRY UP MODE Out rage

I can’t control my mind
Can’t control

kotoba ni dekizu kotoba ni narazu kotoba wa kokoro wo koroshite
otona no kamen wo kabutta boku wa nani mo nokora naifu to boku

sou sa kimi no kokoro ni souzou kaikaku riaruna kankaku
obore kobore ochikoboreteru kitanai otona no seikatsu
ai wo koko ni karada ni ai wo koko ni kokoro ni
Hey You one time in my life… Laugh
Make this clear in a Statement
Fucker

shikou kairo terrorism limiter cut setsudan
rikai funou NATIONALISM BUS GAS BUKAHATSU joudan
natural high and down natural high and down
HURRY UP MODE Out rage

I can’t control my mind
Can’t control

nakayoshi koyoshi nante fuzaketa kotoba wa ima sugo kowashite
hannya no kamen wo kabutta boku wa nani mo kikoenai mono nedari

sou sa kimi no kokoro ni souzou kaiku riaruna kankaku
obore kobore ochikoboreteru kitanai otona no seikatsu
ai wo koko ni karada ni ai wo koko ni kokoro ni’
Hey You one time in my life… Laugh
Make this clear in a statement
Fucker

Translation (this sucks bad but bear with me)

Sever the circuits to our thought TERRORISM LIMITER CUT
Incompetent understanding NATIONALISM BUS GAS EXPLOSION joke
natural high and down natural high and down
HURRY UP MODE Out rage

I can’t control my mind
Can’t control

Thoughts of egoism regret imaginary reform
HURRY UP MODE Out rage

I can’t control my mind
Can’t control

The words appear the words bear fruit the words of my heart die
Adults wear masks I am all that remains I am the knife

You follow your heart it’s imagination the sensation of reform is real
Drowning, overflowing, falling behind the life of an unclean adult
My love it’s individual, it’s healthy, my love, it’s individual, it’s from my heart
Hey You one time in my life… Laugh
Make this clear in a Statement
Fucker

Sever the circuits to our thought TERRORISM LIMITER CUT
Incompetent understanding NATIONALISM BUS GAS EXPLOSION joke
natural high and down natural high and down
HURRY UP MODE Out rage

I can’t control my mind
Can’t control

How my intimate friends frolic in words now is the time to love
Wear the mask of wisdom I am what happens to solicited people

follow your heart it’s imagination the sensation of reform is real
Drowning, overflowing, falling behind the life of an unclean adult
My love it’s individual, it’s healthy, my love, it’s individual, it’s from my heart
Hey You one time in my life… Laugh
Make this clear in a Statement
Fucker

~ 世愁歌

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