Lyric

Let’s pull it once, the Grim Reaper Gacha

What do you think "winning" even means?

With an ominous vibe, the machine starts to laugh

Capsule cases shaped like human souls

The coin you dropped chooses your tomorrow

I saw what you pulled, I was watching you

The rulebook? It all turned to ash

The route and the map are soaked in the rain

Well, that makes it easier, doesn't it?

I’ve decided everything with these fingertips

Spin it, Reaper, do whatever you want

Beyond the "Hit" or "Miss," after the end

The "Survival Slip" pasted on your forehead—

Rip it off and pull the lever, just one more time!

Ring out, silence, keep it quiet and low

Until the lost voices start to resonate

Don’t tell me to "smile," don’t give me that line

If I can cry properly, that’s enough, right?

Death notifications like floating balloons

A sense of the future that only expands

Passed to me through a breathy kiss—

The terminal point that I never chose

I grew up in an ambiguous past

A route that never even had a name

Thinner and paler than being transparent—

That was the thing they call "emotion"

Glow, glitch out, until it’s all over

Spin the hand-stained gacha once again

"Perfectly right in a world of wrongs"—

If it sounds like that, then it’s good enough, right?

The "clink" of a single grain falling down

The metallic sound is so hauntingly beautiful

That’s the only sound I can truly believe in

There are moments like that, aren't there?

"Hey, the truth is, I don't want to choose anything"

Those words, inside of my mouth—

I crumpled them up and swallowed them down

Now I only remember how they felt in my throat

Survival. Deletion. Choice

End point. Origin. Probability

A life-ticket with no chance of a re-roll

The Grim Reaper Gacha is open for business today

Pull the Reaper, just one more time

Beyond the "Hit," beyond the "Miss"

There’s just one more thing I want to know—

"Who decided that I’m allowed to live?"

I had a dream inside of the capsule

If that’s reality, it’s too painful to bear

But there’s something funny about it, isn't there?

I’m gonna pull it

One more time

I’ll spin it