Hello Dystopia - Translyrics
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A song about our dystopian internet culture.
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Let's now babble nonsense in a chant,
Let's now carelessly wishes start to grant;
The prize for perfect attendance shall be claimed,
Now, for the show of tormenting the defamed!
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Perfect blue skies in this Utopia,
At one's fingertips is mass hysteria;
Reincarnation, rebirth; that's my specialty,
In one hundred and forty words the failures all flee.
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Kagome kagome, the uproar causing game,
Let's ignite a spark in a place where there's no flame.
Knocking down building blocks, the sin of destruction,
“The world's alright!” chanting in unison;
How about you just log out of life?
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Now, get out, get out; just disappear!
Along with all those dreams that you held so dear!
Now, those empty pocket emotions of yours -
Throw them away, like a rotten corpse!
Here, here is a question, question!
What did we create hurting each other in such cruel agression!?
That's right! This Dystopia!
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Let's now babble nonsense in a chant,
Cutting and pasting; building on what's bland;
Controlling information's no big deal,
After all, who really knows what's real?
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Love's uncertain in this utopia,
We for certain feel mass hysteria.
For target practice, how 'bout a shotgun?
Thank you, Merry Bad End, you're done!
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The despair of an influential god will spread,
Counter-clockwise the gears are turning in my head.
All you have done 'til now is keep letting us down, so,
Don't you dare beg for your life now!
Together, we'll fall, to the depths of hell.
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Now, being flamed, being flamed; it's someone's tragedy!
Out come the idiots who love their misery!
Now, starting with the pitiful ones with free hands,
We'll hang them to follow demands.
Here, here is a question, question!
What made us hold hands and offer all our endless protection!?
That's right! This Dystopia!
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This is fake news, so,
Keep out and die just for show;
The sources we use are all suspicious at the most.
Ignorant irony;
If there's no conflict, cause ache.
Like it's a piece of cake,
We'll turn their lives into disarray.
Love my ambiguous self, become mine.
Now, give me praise, idiot; don't step out of line.
Have you been making fiction between you and I?
Right now, exaggeration and delusions: the collar at hand.
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Get out, get out; just disappear!
Along with all those dreams that you held so dear!
Now, with this detonator, let us blow them all away,
Those who at the very bottom lay!
Here, here is a question, question!
What did we create hurting each other in such cruel agression!?
That's right! This Dystopia!












