Studio Yuraki
Cruel Angel’s Thesis (”Evangelion”)
Like an angel with cruel and merciless intent
Go forth, young boy
And you’ll become a legend
In time, this blue of the sky
Will reach out to knock on the door to your heart
You’re looking at me
Make it all that you see
Content and we’re merely smiling
Once more, the touch you long for
Consumes you in yearning to find that embrace
You’re unaware, though
Now to what fate will sow
Temptation implores you to know
Someday, you’ll notice
I pray that you’ll realize
These wings on your back arеn’t a dream
At last, you’ll have all you need to escapе to
The world where you’ll finally be free
This was all a Cruel Angel’s Thesis from the start
Brought to life, out the window, now it’s taking flight
Scorching pathos if you betray your memory
Follow this deviant-divine philosophy
Shining more than these stars that bathe the galaxy
Go forth, young boy
And you’ll become a legend
With grace, and in my embrace
You'll fall deep into sleep, so tempted to stay
In the morning that falls
You alone will be called
By message from the realm of dreams
Moonlight reflects in your sight
The night that surrounds you invites radiance
And it’s all in good will
But if time could stand still
This moment, I’d freeze it in place
If there is meaning in two people meeting
Then, maybe we’re doing this right
Within this trial, that might be the bible
The way that we’ll both reach the light
This was all a Cruel Angel’s Thesis from the start
It is time, for the sorrow in us to arise
You held tightly to all that’s left and tangible
Stuck between both the dream world and the actual
You outshine any mortal who has walked the Earth
Go forth, young boy
And you’ll become a legend
People who weave love create without knowing
And carve a path through history
Though I’ll take a stand, I’m still only human
The goddess you need can't be me
This was all a Cruel Angel’s Thesis from the start
Brought to life, out the window, now it’s taking flight
Scorching pathos if you betray your memory
Follow this deviant-divine philosophy
Shining more than these stars that bathe the galaxy
Go forth, young boy
And you’ll become a legend