String Theology

Romaji

Trapped in a void
We are empty and numbed
Embraced by chaos
We are abandoned and lost
The strings！ They sing, in harmony！
A life！ Bestowed anew！
The strings！ They sing, in harmony！
A life！ Bestowed-
You find yourself at the gaping mouth of despair
With, no recollections nor aspirations, and no repair
Reborn as a hollow shell with a heart full of scars
Can’t even, ask yourself what tragedies colluded,
to leave you marred！
Nowhere to go
The darkness is all you’ll ever know
But there’s a glow
A hand that can pull you from the flow
Hark！ Let him know your name
Let the Maestro make an anthem of your flame
Hear the melodies of a future written in the songs
His revelation plays, the puppets dance away
Hear the answer echo and listen to the only truth
The strings of fate will pull you through
(Ready？ Start！)
Let me tell you a story of a man
Who has his nose deep-diving where the blight descends
Call him crazy, blind and whimsical, defiant, “What a waste！”
It goes one ear, out the other
“Peace！ See you next time！”
(Molto staccato！)
Starting as a patron
He was learning stories from the stage
And the aimless soul gained a blazing (Vivo！)
Yet the actor, retired
(Meno, meno…)
Last bow but the show must go on
The songs of the strings are never gone
What more fitting hearts are deserving of a second act
Than the broken, the lost and abandoned
The beaten, full of fury
He brings dawn to thee
In this melodic strife
The soul searches for the home chord
In songs, the secret of life
In strings, the truth of the world
(Allegro！)
(Legato！)
(Staccato！)
(Piu Forte！)
Hark my words！
The Maestro plays the orchestra of reality
Of the cosmic symphony
Hear the melodies of a future written in the songs
His revelation plays, the puppets dance away
Hear the answer echo and listen to the only truth
The strings of fate, it sings, it guides
It binds, it pulls you through
Tell me (Oh tell me now)
Is this my sentence？
Don’t leave (Don’t leave me)
The strings, they sing
If you hear them, listen！