Title: ドロドロオニオン
Romaji: Dorodoro Onion
Translation: Thick onion
Arrangement: Comp
Lyrics: Ranko
Vocals: Ranko
Original theme:
- Kyuuketsu Kaijuu Chupacabra – Touhou Juuouen ~ Unfinished Dream of All Living Ghost; Chiyari Tenkajin’s theme
Album:
- VANITAS (track 3)
Sample:
The voices during the interlude are the first verse played in reverse.
Lyrics
めちゃめちゃなのかも全部
わけわからんあだ名でしみついたメタ認知
世界の果てでうずくまる
なんすかあーもうみんな
面倒くさいわなぁ
mechamecha na no ka mo zenbu
wake wakaran adana de shimitsuita metaninchi
sekai no hate de uzukumaru
nansukaaa mou minna
mendoukusai wa naa
怨みをくれよ底に湧き出るような
嘘とか 言って
捨てる鬼ありゃ拾う獣ありさ
ほら 先 行こ
urami wo kureyo soko ni wakideru you na
uso toka itte
suteru oni arya hirou kemono ari sa
hora saki iko
ヤギの血なんか飲まんね UMAか群馬か知らんが
ドロドロならオニオン食べてスプーンで
サラサラの血でめぐり良くして
美味くなりゃいい
yagi no chi nanka noman ne UMA ka gunma ka shiran ga
dorodoro nara onion tabete supuun de
sarasara no chi de meguri yokushite
umaku narya ii
光眩しく要らぬひきこもりに
約束 行って
死体集めも旧き血どもたちも
くだらないね
hikari mabushiku iranu hikikomori ni
yakusoku itte
shitai atsumemo furuki chi domotachi mo
kudaranai ne
光眩しく要らぬひきこもりに
約束 行って
死体集めも旧き血どもたちも
くだらない
怨みをくれよ底に湧き出るような
嘘とか 言って
捨てる鬼ありゃ拾う獣ありさ
ほら 先 行こ
hikari mabushiku iranu hikikomori ni
yakusoku itte
shitai atsumemo furuki chi domotachi mo
kudaranai
urami wo kureyo soko ni wakideru you na
uso toka itte
suteru oni arya hirou kemono ari sa
hora saki iko
Translation
Maybe everything’s just a total mess
That weird nickname stuck thanks to some metacognition
Curling up at the edge of the world
What’s with you guys?
Ugh, this’s such a pain
Give me your grudges, the kind that bubble up from the depths
Say whatever lies you want
If a demon throws things away, a beast picks them up
C’mon, let’s move on ahead
I don’t drink goat’s blood, I dunno if I’m an UMA or from Gunma
If it’s all thick, just eat an onion with a spoon
It gets your blood flowing smooth and easy
It’s okay as long as it tastes good
The light’s too blinding, no need to hole up inside
We had a promise, now go
Collecting corpses, all those old-blooded folks too
It’s all so pointless, right?
The light’s too blinding, no need to hole up inside
We had a promise, now go
Collecting corpses, all those old-blooded folks too
It’s all so pointless
Give me your grudges, the kind that bubble up from the depths
Say whatever lies you want
If a demon throws things away, a beast picks them up
C’mon, let’s move on ahead