High School of the Dead (Main Theme Series 1) - The Evolved

While I’ve lost my shaken sense of reality

Where will my sentiments, piling up like rubble, go?

Holding a crushed hope, I brushed off the red rain and ran in a trance

At the end of crumbled emotions, what do I see?

What exists?

I still don’t know

All fleeting futures simply kept unfolding silently in front of my eyes

Light and shadows vanished;

what the last words

Wished for was just tomorrow;

where does it exist in this reality?

Gazing at the crushed present, I ran in the middle of the red rain

unhesitatingly

Over the crumbling scenery, what do I know?

What do I hear?

I can’t see anymore

I’ll simply keep silently choosing the single fleeting future in front of my

eyes

At the end of crumbled emotions, what do I see?

What exists?

I still don’t know

All fleeting futures simply kept unfolding silently in front of my eyes