ザムザ

Now that I've lost it all, save for this name of mine

Please don't deprive me that. Here, it's romanized

I'm eroded to my core, I've become a fright

Nobody dares to try and stare me in the eye

But if you could, take a look and tell me, what am I?

Don't even try to lie, I know I'm a sight

Please have mercy, the fruit you throw really bites

But they lock up, lock up Samsa*

"Look in the mirror" they whisper at the sight of me

And if it ends well, surely all is well

Not a smile or a sweet word will bring relief

But if I try to leave, then I become a beast

So I'm running in my mind, ever wandering

Each and every night, under moonlight

Which of my nightmares haunting me

Should I pick and choose to see?

Zuki, zuki, zuki (so keen, so keen, so keen…)**

Zukin, zukin, zukin (…to keep hurting)

Zuki, zuki, zuki (Let me be free of it)

Zuki, zuki, zukin

Changing me

Everyone alive can barely hide from all the "zuki, zuki, zuki"

The pain imbibes, wrangled lives all contorted "ta-ra-ta"

Despite it, I wonder why I feel that "zuki, zuki, zuki" still?

Leaving an aching trail, that mangled tail of sa-sa-sa-sa-Samsa

"Don't tell me that you're giving up on reality, Samsa"

Oh yeah

"Zuki, zuki, zuki"

Sa-sa-sa-sa-Samsa

"Forgive me, for I couldn't possibly

Be anything you would've thought that I should be."

Within me is a ghost of my humanity

Pulling at the strings to win a cheer or sneer from you

All I do is wallow in my sorrow over what I am turning into

Losing every mean to kick or scream—no, I couldn't fight you

Zuki, zuki, zuki (so keen, so keen, so keen…)

Zukin, zukin, zukin (…to keep hurting)

Zuki, zuki, zuki (Let me be free of it)

Zuki, zuki, zukin

Change me, please

But I'm denied…!

It's not a joke, I want to hope for more than "zuki, zuki, zuki"

I sob and choke, crying notes of my coda "ta-ra-ta"

Throw out the old, bring in the new me, feeling "zuki, zuki, zuki" still

One day that aching trail will sing a tale of sa-sa-sa-sa-Samsa

I'll count to three, you'll spread your wings, ol' sa-sa-sa-sa-Samsa

Moult away that hefty weight, ol' sa-sa-sa-sa-Samsa

Are you feeling weary? But if you give up now and flee

Loosened tongues, scribbled ink, see no reason to believe your pain and grief

Everyone alive can barely hide from all the "zuki, zuki, zuki"

The pain imbibes, wrangled lives all contorted "ta-ra-ta"

Despite it, I wonder why I feel that "zuki, zuki, zuki" still?

Biting into the fruit they threw, ol' sa-sa-Samsa

I swear my soul is still my own, even in my new dreaded form

Shaga blooms*** I'll consume, purging out nothing new

I see the light deep in the night, hour hand at twenty-five†

Leaving an aching trail, that mangled tail of sa-sa-sa-sa-Samsa

"So don't tell me that you're giving up on reality, Samsa"

Okay?

"Zuki, zuki, zuki"

Sa-sa-sa-sa-Samsa