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ArtistOne, two, three One, two, three Silhouettes and shadows are watching the revolution シルエットや影が革命を見ている There is no more stairway to heaven's freedom もう天国の自由の階段は無い Silhouettes and shadows Silhouettes and shadows Watch the revolution Watch the revolution No more free steps to heaven No more free steps to heaven It's no game It's no game (Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh) (Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh) I'm locked out of reality 俺 現実から締め出され I don't know what's going on 何が起こっているかわからない Where are the lessons? People have their fingers broken. どこに教訓はあるか 人々は指を折られている It's sad to be despised by such a dictator. こんな独裁者に卑しめられるのは哀しい I am barred from the event I am barred from the event I really don't understand the situation I really don't understand the situation And it's no game And it's no game (Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh) (Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh) Documentaries on refugees Documentaries on refugees Couples'gainst the target Couples 'gainst the target You throw a rock against the road You throw a rock against the road And it breaks into pieces And it breaks into pieces Draw the blinds on yesterday Draw the blinds on yesterday And it's all so much scarier And it's all so much scarier Put a bullet in my brain Put a bullet in my brain And it makes all the papers And it makes all the papers Let's write the newspaper 新聞は書き立てるさぁ refugee documentary film 難民の記録映画 Lovers with a target behind them 標的を背にした恋人たち If you throw a stone on the road, it will break into pieces 道に石を投げれば粉々に砕け If you close the lid on yesterday, the fear will increase 昨日に蓋をすれば恐怖は増す If you put a bullet in my head 俺の頭に弾を打ち込めば write a newspaper 新聞は書き立てる So where's the moral So where's the moral When people have their fingers broken When people have their fingers broken To be insulted by these fascists To be insulted by these fascists It's so degrading It's so degrading And it's no game (ooh) And it's no game (ooh) Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
In a dystopian, post-apocalyptic cityscape cast under a menacing purple and pink sky, a man and a woman stand shoulder-to-shoulder, their backs to the viewer, facing a large, illuminated red and white target symbol painted on a decrepit brick wall. The wall is crumbling, revealing more of the eerie purple sky beyond. On either side of the couple, shadowy, monstrous figures with elongated limbs and disheveled hair lurk in the red-tinged darkness. Flames flicker around these figures, illuminating the strewn debris of the street, including torn newspapers and rubble, reflecting the crimson light in puddles on the ground. To the left, a street lamp casts a stark white glow onto the broken wall. Overgrown, decaying buildings with broken windows flank the scene, further emphasizing the abandoned and ruined nature of the environment. Overhead, power lines crisscross the ominous sky, connecting the fragmented structures.
