Singing Songs Of Madness
"tōtotsu desu ga watashi wa,
ima kara kubi o tsurō to omoi masu.
kon'na nimo yaruse nai sekai kara,
tottoto osaraba shitai o omoi masu!
demo ne arere!
kubi tsuru himo ga ari masen deshita!
nante subarashī jinsei deshō?
nante subarashī jinsei deshō?
kubi tsuru himo ga nakatta okage de,
watashi wa mada iki te iru!"
ima kara kubi o tsurō to omoi masu.
kon'na nimo yaruse nai sekai kara,
tottoto osaraba shitai o omoi masu!
demo ne arere!
kubi tsuru himo ga ari masen deshita!
nante subarashī jinsei deshō?
nante subarashī jinsei deshō?
kubi tsuru himo ga nakatta okage de,
watashi wa mada iki te iru!"
The impure Meloetta chortled, this song was very disturbing! Just the way he liked his music! He would sing this all day and all night if he were permitted to do so! Red legs spin in circles as his humming grew louder and louder and louder until...
"tsugi koso wa desu ne watashi wa,
rentan jisatsu o hakarō to omoi masu.
issanka tanso chūdoku ni nari nagara,
sōmatō o nagame tai to omoi masu!
demo ne arere!
raitā no oiru ga kire te mashita!
nante subarashī jinsei deshō?
nante subarashī jinsei deshō?
raitā no oiru ga kire teta okage de,
watashi wa mada iki te iru!"
rentan jisatsu o hakarō to omoi masu.
issanka tanso chūdoku ni nari nagara,
sōmatō o nagame tai to omoi masu!
demo ne arere!
raitā no oiru ga kire te mashita!
nante subarashī jinsei deshō?
nante subarashī jinsei deshō?
raitā no oiru ga kire teta okage de,
watashi wa mada iki te iru!"
Again he laughed, his spinning growing more rapid. He began to turn into a large red and white blur, as if he were simply a spinning top gone completely insane, his laughter the only indicator that he was a living being and not an illusion. Suddenly, he froze, his eyes darting straight forward, a sinister grin upon his face. His humming grew softer and disjointed, before...
"sando me no shōjiki ni watashi wa,
kusuri o nonde sayonara shiyō to omoi masu.
tairyō no jōzai o mizu de nagashi komi,
futon de sono toki o matō to omoi masu!
demo ne arere!
suidō ga tome rare te ori mashita!
nante subarashī jinsei deshō?
nante subarashī jinsei deshō?
suidō dai harai wasure teta okage de!
watashi wa mada iki te iki nobi te!
kono jinsei wa marude kimagure ni,
riyū o tsuke tewa tsuzuku no deshū,
o migurushī kato wa omoi masu ga,
o tsukiai negai masu!
appara pāra pappa!"
kusuri o nonde sayonara shiyō to omoi masu.
tairyō no jōzai o mizu de nagashi komi,
futon de sono toki o matō to omoi masu!
demo ne arere!
suidō ga tome rare te ori mashita!
nante subarashī jinsei deshō?
nante subarashī jinsei deshō?
suidō dai harai wasure teta okage de!
watashi wa mada iki te iki nobi te!
kono jinsei wa marude kimagure ni,
riyū o tsuke tewa tsuzuku no deshū,
o migurushī kato wa omoi masu ga,
o tsukiai negai masu!
appara pāra pappa!"
His song was finished and he flopped onto his back. What a wonderful song, a work of pure unadulterated genius. But now it was time for sleep, tomorrow would bring another deranged melody into reality. He grinned at the thought and wandered into the alley ways once more. Yes, tomorrow, another day for madness and impurity! He cackled and laid himself down upon his bed of newspaper and leaves, before heaving a sigh.
"You are still not here to see me try," He grumbled, dozing off. "I will prove myself as the better singer, brother. I will show you."
"You are still not here to see me try," He grumbled, dozing off. "I will prove myself as the better singer, brother. I will show you."
