Money is the best lawyer in hell.

Judgment of Corruption
~a court of greed~

mothy

01, Judgment of Corruption

A disgraced administration of justice
With charges decided by the defendant’s wealth
As the master of the court
I desire money more than justice

Even if you’re a scoundrel
If you pay money I’ll save you
Money is the best lawyer in Hell

Appearance and age, race and gender
All of it’s irrelevant
The most important thing is if you can pay money
That’s all there is to it

Your life depends on me
If you want help, show me the money

Yes, your sins are my consideration alone
Judgment of corruption
If you want rescue from a swamp of false charges
Hand over more money

For the sake of my disabled daughter, too
I need money
If I collect the seven vessels of grave sin
My wish will come true

Today too in the unfolding courtroom of doubt
The wicked laugh, the innocent cry

Yes, your sins are my consideration alone
Judgment of corruption
If it’s to grant my own dearest wish
I will continue to swing this unjust mallet

A vicious general is a mass murderer
A capital crime charge is natural
I was handed a bribe, and I
Declare the defendent innocent

In the resulting rage, a civil war began
The general was killed
His miserable corpse is exposed on the field

The force of the anger comes to face me
And my house blazes
My beloved “daughter”
If we two are together, I have nothing to fear

From the burned down mansion, they’ll probably find
The remains of a solitary “parent and child”…

This place where I was alone when I opened my eyes
Is the gate of the Hellish Yard
Heaven or hell, that is decided by
The Master of the Hellish Yard

Even if you’re a scoundrel
If you pay money I’ll save you
Money is the best lawyer in Hell

I smile at the Master of the Hellish Yard
And softly whisper

“I will never hand over my fortune to the likes of you”

I jumped through the door and my body
Falls right down to the bottom of hell

Yes, sins are my consideration alone
Judgment of corruption
No matter who it is, I won’t approve
Anyone judging this sin of mine

Yes, one day I will again gather in my hands
The fragments of deadly sin
In that moment, hell may turn into
Me and my daughter’s utopia…

02, Chrono Story

Is that the song of birds that I can hear?
No, that is the cry of the forest
Is that the light of the moon that’s shining?
No, that’s the burning fire

The person we used to call “mother”
Turns to ashes inside the stove
“The Original Sin” that remained afterwards
We divided into seven with our own hands

“Lust”, is the flower
“Gluttony”, is the seed
“Pride”, is the stone
“Envy”, is the spring
“Sloth”, is the wind
“Greed”, is the dirt
And,
“Wrath”, is the forest

Fly away, seven sins
The impurity born from our false mother
Let the world turn and turn
This evil, grave sin
Purify it

By the hands of the forbidden fruit
The seven sins were released into the world
The tree of Held, who protects the forest,
Requests his friend to collect them all

“If it turns into a way to kill time that’s no problem”
“’Cause my time is infinite anyhow”
The sorceress sneers

The eternity she was granted
At the end of having lost the one she loved
And destroyed what was precious
To her was nothing but emptiness

The sorceress who obtained everything
And then lost it
What does she wish for?
What does she seek?
To the end of time…

Born and raised from a lone woman
The story of such a sin cut into seven
The capricious whim of a witch who transcends time
This Chrono Story that begins from the forest

03, Recollective Musicbox

A music box with golden springs that warped
The unplaying melody is a song of love
A music box that disappeared in the shadow of history
A jeweled box that won’t be opened

The music boxes he made played with a sound that was
More beautiful than anyone else’s
The people, filled with a sense of respect for him,
Called him “Clockworker”

A beloved fiancée and a precious younger sister
“I am a lucky man”, he thanked god

For their sakes he would create it, filled with love
An extraordinary, peerless music box
In the music box he packed his wish
For their future then on to have great happiness

Now the music box won’t play anymore

In this country, whoever possesses the strongest magical talent
Will become ruler, and obtain everything
The ones selected as candidates for new leader were
The fiancée and younger sister

The gears began to go mad, those two who came together in hatred
Could have lived together in harmony, if there was no such thing as magic

It was the worst conclusion; what he saw
Was the music box he built stained in blood
The fallen woman and the wailing woman
Both were loved, loved and yet

Now the music box won’t play anymore

A place that used to have a country is now a ruin
An old man who’s lost his sanity is making something
Travelers enquired as to what he’s making
The old man replies that it’s a music box

But it
Was a dirty black box
That just looks like simple trash

04, madam merry-go-round

Welcome to this happy country,
I’ll undo the chains that bind you hand and foot
A ferris wheel, haunted house,
And just for tonight, yes, a slave for you

If you’re worn from playing, come here,
Inside a cold cradle

madam merry-go-round, queen of the amusement park
madam merry-go-round, a shackled host
A transient utopia seen from on top of the wooden horse

madam merry-go-round, even if the world is destroyed
madam merry-go-round, I will be here
You should go around now, and completely forget everything

If you want your wish granted,
Get in line, wait your turn
The shining shadow parade,
Their eyes on the end, will keep on through thick and thin

These midnight games;
The one desiring them
Isn’t me, it’s you

madam merry-go-round, a beauty resembling someone
madam merry-go-round, those forgotten memories
A genial warmth she embraced with white hands

madam merry-go-round, even if you’re in love
madam merry-go-round, it’s a dream bound to one night
A vow exchanged between the two that wasn’t kept that day

madam merry-go-round, queen of the amusement park
madam merry-go-round, a shackled host
A transient utopia seen from on top of the wooden horse

madam merry-go-round, even if the world is destroyed
madam merry-go-round, I will be here
Even if you can’t go back home, don’t blame me, okay?

05, Wendy

Peter Pan arrived at my side

Stuck to her desk,
She scribbled down her delusions in a letter
Next to that she said,
How can people seem to fly through the sky?

The moon was waned enough to look funny
Facing there, I jumped out the window

Because I believed that I could soar through the sky
Even without wings, I wasn’t afraid
With both hands spread I took in the wind
Where will I go? Higher, higher

Peter Pan arrived at my side

People are like trash
What I saw from way too high up in the sky
Was a RED LIGHT
Going towards somewhere with incredible speed

Along with the troubles of my heart I’d been carrying,
Everything was as small as it was sad

Because I believed that I could soar through the sky
Even without wings, I wasn’t afraid
As I was then, I didn’t realize
Everyone was laughing somewhere

Peter Pan isn’t anywhere, I’m alone

In my room with the lights off
A flower was blooming on the desk

Because I believed that I could soar through the sky
Even without wings, I wasn’t afraid
I turned to people wearing black clothes
And waved my hand; see ya, bye-bye!

Papa, Mama, please, don’t you cry too

06, Desert BLUEBIRD

In the world buried in sand
We’ve been searching for the blue bird
Even though it’s painful, if I’m with you
Surely it can be overcome

In this world with civilization destroyed
Before us siblings an old woman appeared with a favor
“In order to save the world, I want you to
Locate the blue bird

That’s the desert BLUE BIRD
Suddenly we were entrusted with the fate of the world
Packing our hopes in the car
Our journey began

Blue bird, that’s a legend
A miracle that could grant every wish
After a long journey, we discovered
The blue bird’s location

An enormous, crumbled building
There were people who feared that it shouldn’t be walked in
For the sake of the hesitant me, you
Ran in alone

If something happened, my timid little sister
Would always tremble at my back
Packing courage into your heart
You enter the building

In the world buried in sand
You discovered it, the bluebird
In your arms, with your eyes shut,
You won’t be waking up again

A facility polluted with “nuclear radiation”
What I had lost was too much
I wished to the blue bird

Your eyes open once again
The blue bird vanished somewhere

I walked with you beyond then
We finally reached the far end of the world
There was a blue and vast…
Ocean

Everything will begin from here
We’ll rebuild the world with our own hands
Even though it’s painful, if I’m with you
Surely it can be overcome

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mothy

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Union State of Evillious

Levianta

Lucifenia

Elphegort

Marlon

Who seduced Gallerian?
Who made him collect the vessels of deadly sin?

…Ah, is that so? It was her doing.
It was the doing of the unsavory script wright, “Ma”.