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 ==Kanji==
 月曜日は魂を刈り
 火曜日は管理課の会議
 水曜日は派遣する死神呼ぶ
 木曜日は純白のシャツ
 金曜日はネクタイを選び
 土曜日はシネマティックレコード観る
 
 完璧な規律を守る日々　静かに
 瞬く間　髮ほどの狂いも許さない
 
 愚かしい死神律し
 全ての死の記録護る
 塵一つ無い　音のしない図書館が凍る
 厳格な仕事成し遂げ
 孤独を紐解く時間に
 強く黒く苦く纏い付く記憶が　低く遠く
 
 月曜日は憂鬱な雨
 火曜日は違反者を叱り
 水曜日はグレルサトクリフを蹴る
 木曜日は残業をして
 金曜日は魂の回収
 土曜日は目障りな悪魔を狩る
 
 迷惑で　不完全な申\請　却下し
 山積の問題で不快極まりない
 
 限りなく無駄な作業と
 下らない他人のミスが
 調和の取れた　硝子張りの美学を破壊し
 許されぬ逸脱　規則
 怠惰が招いた非調和
 崩れ破れ壊れ污された予\定表\　今日も残業
 
 困難な仕事片付け
 鋼の秩序を戻す
 冷徹過ぎる理性を　霧の影に抱き締め
 煉獄の壁があろうと
 必ず崩して見せる
 腕が声が爪が失われようとも
 
 静けさの中で奏でる
 精緻な時計の針が
 この心の全てを司りし神なら
 躊躇わず　命殺ぎ取る
 全ての調和と希望
 叶え紡げ歌え　言葉すら凍てつく暗き世界
 切なく
 
 ==English Trans==
  Monday I reap souls.
  Tuesday I hold a meeting of the management team.
 On Wednesday I summon  dispatched death gods.
 On Thursday I wear  pure-white shirt.
 On Friday I select  good necktie.
 On  I watch cinematic records.
 
 These flawless rules must be quietly obeyed 
  won't allow even a brief hair-sized disturbance.
 
 I discipline the foolish death gods  keep all the death records,
 as the dust-free  library freezes solid.
 After I've strictly finished my work, and have only loneliness  unravel,
 my firmly darkly bitterly clinging memories grow low and 
 
 On  there is a depressing rain.
 On  I scold the rule-violators.
 On Wednesday I kick  Sutcliff.
 On Thursday I  overtime.
 On Friday I  souls.
 On Saturday I hunt those  eyesores.
 
 I decline all  annoyingly incomplete applications,
 but the piles of problems waiting for  are extremely unpleasant.
 
 The endlessly pointless work and the stupid mistakes  by others
 will disrupt  balance of the aesthetics of the glass walls and ceiling.
 These unforgivable deviations, this imbalance caused  laziness,
 and my schedule crumbled, ripped, torn, and soiled... I'll have to work overtime again 
 
 I  the difficult tasks and restore the order of hard steel.
 I embrace closely my  rationality in mist's shadow.
 I'll take down purgatory's wall if there should ever be 
 even if I might end up losing  arms, my voice, and my nails.
 
 That delicate clock's hands are playing music  the stillness;
  only that clock is the god governing the entirety of my heart...
 I'll  lives without hesitation. Grant, weave, and praise
 the balance and hope of  in this dark world where even words glaciate,
 grievously.
 
 (Cre: animeyay@animelyrics.com)