Siroi Yami No Naka vs. Halo 2

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Check this song out. I don’t understand Japanese, but darn is it catchy. I’ve also never visited Japan, but from afar there seems to be a segment of their culture that celebrates the superficial even more voraciously then we do. This song, and its mash-up with a Halo 2 promo, could easily help further this image.

But wait…there’s more. Check out a translation of the lyrics and ask yourself which one of our pop darlings could produce anything like it.

In the middle of the white, white darkness, the white, white darkness,
There is too much mistaken information, it invades my brain, as if I knew everything,
The information is controlled, it belongs to them.
It gives everyone an idea (it changes their minds)
They are tricked into accepting it until there is excess amounts.
No matter how hard I try, I can't see it. No matter how hard I try, I can't hear it.
It's what they all think.
Let me see, let me hear, tell me about the truth.
But all I get is sadness and (because of that) an adrenaline rush.
And with that they throw away all of the leftover parts but it hasn't been decided when.
Because of all of that I understood my feelings, but in the end I didn't understand.
I didn't understand,
I didn't understand,
I didn't understand,
I didn't understand,
I didn't understand anything.

In the middle of the black, black water, the black black water,
Fill up the recorders and fill up the wires,
I get the feeling that I want everything, they control the price, it belongs to them.
It gives that feeling to everyone, feel it until you feel excess amounts,
they're trying to pawn absolutely everything off on you.
No matter how hard I try, I can't see it. No matter how hard I try, I can't hear it.
Everyone believes in everything.
Let me see, let me hear, tell me about, the truth.
But all I get is sadness and (because of that) an adrenaline rush.
And with that they throw away all of the leftover parts but it hasn't been decided when.
Because of all of that I understood my feelings, but in the end I didn't understand.
I didn't understand,
I didn't understand,
I didn't understand,
I didn't understand,
I didn't understand anything.

I can't make that judgment, I don't want to.
I can't make that judgment, I don't want to.
I can't make that judgment, I don't want to.
This is the middle of the white darkness.
I can't make that judgment, I don't want to.
I can't make that judgment, I don't want to.
I can't make that judgment, I don't want to.
This is the middle of the white darkness.

In the middle of the narrow, narrow city, the narrow, narrow city,
Fill up with girls and tempt the boys, they get the feeling that they want everything.
The boys control it, it belongs to the girls.
All the boys get that feeling.
Fill yourself up with that feeling until you have excess, they'll pawn absolutely everything off on you.
No matter how hard I try, I can't see it. No matter how hard I try, I can't hear it.
It's what all the girls think.
Let me see, let me hear, tell me about, the truth.
But all I get is sadness and (because of that) and adrenaline rush.
And with that they throw away all of the leftover parts but it hasn't been decided when.
Because of all of that I understood my feelings, but in the end I didn't understand.
I didn't understand,
I didn't understand,
I didn't understand,
I didn't understand,
I didn't understand anything.

I can't make that judgment, I don't want to.
I can't make that judgment, I don't want to.
I can't make that judgment, I don't want to.
This is the middle of the white darkness.
I can't make that judgment, I don't want to.
I can't make that judgment, I don't want to.
I can't make that judgment, I don't want to.
This is the middle of the white darkness.

Parararappa papparappappa
Parararappa papparappa

[special thanks to C Riq)

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