初期衝動 – 虻瀬犬 (Abu-Se-Ken)

I don’t wanna lose to that guy

So dead I got fed up with it

A midsummer mongrel, pretense defiled by the wind, felt the primal impulse and laughed

Am I the same as him?

The two of us snarling at each other, a bond of pain, our shadows entangling That’s where the primal impulse is

Blasting it up, steering alone before we meet each other That’s where the primal impulse is

Springtide in the hide that I tear from you, making you into a mess That’s where the primal impulse is

Everything that you and I contend for, stretching our limits, is the primal impulse

I don’t wanna lose to that guy

I hate it so much, I can’t stand it

From the hide that came off when the beasts of midsummer sank their teeth into me, the primal impulse burst forth and growled

Are you the same as me?

The two of us snarling at each other, a bond of pain, our shadows entangling That’s where the primal impulse is

Blasting it up, steering alone before we meet each other That’s where the primal impulse is

Springtide in the hide that I tear from you, making you into a mess That’s where the primal impulse is

Everything that you and I contend for, stretching our limits, is the primal impulse

This is the primal impulse