叢(Bush)– 虻瀬犬 (Abu-Se-Ken)

Just let go and come

The carnality that lingers all the same

surely is our core

The aftershocks go on

Eruptions, hailstorms, and hurricanes

swimming

Rushing

Rushing

Here lies a ghost of debauchery

A blowfly grazed the base of my neck

The color of a dead thing doused in crude oil

My juvenile birthmarks still haven’t gone away

Our undergrowths tangle together

The earth is searching for a seed

“Continue straight for 60 miles”

But we haven’t even got a wheel to spin

O wilderness, wilderness

Let the grass spread over the earth

O wilderness, wilderness

Let this seed take root

Just let go and come

The carnal need that lingers all the same

I reckon it’s our core

The aftershocks go on

Eruptions, hailstorms, and hurricanes

The undercurrent, roaring

Growling

Growling

Just let go and cum

The carnal need that lingers all the same

surely is our core

Hear the aftershocks!

Eruptions, hailstorms, hurricanes

And the voice of the waves

I wanna be able / to love someone / so senselessly

that I can’t tell left from right / Even if there isn’t any point

I wanna trade blows / That’s how I can say, Don’t talk down to me

Once our eyes adjust to the dark / Once we resolve to stand and fight

We’ll think of those bitter partings / where we could only pummel the earth in our sorrow

We’ll hang onto that memory