1, lyrics of "The Diligence of Death". Arranged by Monaca: Song of Chrysanthemum Land: ィリァムムスピァㄅ. Death Call ぶぶぶぶぶぶぶぶぶぶぶぶぶ124 Law of death; Orokashii Shinigami Rishi died completely; Memory; Nursing; Subete stone; Kirokomamoru dust; Sound; Sound. Ga kouru has a successful career, followed by the loneliness, new understanding and time of Gen Kaku Na Shigoto Nashitoge, and the strength, bitterness, entanglement and dedication of Kodoku Wohimo Toku Jikanni. Ku ga hikuku touku Moon Obsidian Day Melancholy Rain Getsu-Yobiwa Yutsunaame Fire Obsidian Day Violator Ka-Yobiwa I Hansha Wo Shikari Water Obsidian Day. Please do your homework under "Meihe Kude Fukunzena Shinseiky product problem" and "No problem". ミスががのれたりのをしししししししししししし. Today, it is difficult for Kuzu Reyabure Koware Tegasareta Yotei Hyou Kyou Mozang to pay for official movies. Iron and steel order, Hagane no Chitsujo wo Modosu, coldness and thoroughness, rationality, fog, shadow, possession, association, reitetsu Sugiru Risei Wokirino Kageni Dakishime, purgatory. See してせるががががががれぅとも, you know us. There was kibou Hariga こののてをりしなららなならなならら. God put on a white shirt on Thursday, chose a tie on Friday and watched the lantern theater on Saturday. I quietly follow the perfect rules every day, and I don't allow a moment's deviation in my hairstyle. I tried stupid deaths and kept the death records of everyone. The library was frozen spotless. When I strictly completed the task, I uncovered my loneliness, strength, darkness, and the memories of those pains lingering in my heart were low, and it rained heavily on Monday. On Tuesday, I reprimanded the fouler who kicked Greer Sutcliffe on Wednesday. On Thursday, I worked overtime. On Friday, I found my soul. On Saturday, I hunt annoying demons. I turned down an annoying and incomplete application. A mountain of problems makes me very unhappy. The endless work and stupid mistakes of others destroyed the harmonious sugar-coated aesthetics. Avoid deviating from the rules, laziness will lead to uncoordinated collapse, smashing and breaking. According to the fixed calendar, I have to work overtime today. I finished the hard work and restored the iron rules. Embrace my overly calm reason behind the fog. If the wall of purgatory exists, I will definitely overthrow it, even if I lose my arm, my voice, my nails and delicate hands on the clock, and create nature in silence. If this is the rule in my mind. God, then I won't hesitate. I will slay the living things, rotate and sing all the harmony and hope, even if the words are frozen in the dark world, how painful it is. The Slave of the Commandment の Lyrics: Judi はな Composed by Hai Song :ィァムスピァーズ (Noriaki Sugiyama) lost its light. Pests are annoying, interfere with pollution, collapse, kill, freeze and pay. Magic wing, beheaded, abandoned, destroyed, died in the dark library, recorded, and died proudly. がりくれぃりれぃてつははぃ1235555 regularity, fantasy, loneliness. It will make the scarlet in their eyes turn flat (it turned out that death killed the devil). Iron rules are perfect records. Ruthless fate is unforgivable and uncoordinated. Demons are disgusting pests and unpleasant obstacles. I will crush these scum and slaughter them in the dark, because all suicide and subsequent complete freezing are the last hope of death. I'll tell you the difference between us now, and I'll let those demons crawl on the ground. When the crazy death comes and destroys the garbage, the perfect work is completed. If I joke too loudly or ignore the rules, I will remove it with a severe sickle. I will cut off and discard the wings of those evil beasts and destroy them all! The death records in the dark library are subject to the arrogant power of death and the blood of requiem mass. Yes, those are undoubtedly the pride of death! Ah, if I can grasp the order of the sun, the moon and the stars, no matter how complicated the laws and regulations are, no matter how unhappy the enemy is, no matter how tortured the ecstasy is, please let the past commandments still reverberate in my ears. Wise and cold, sober and hypocritical, suspicious etiquette is unbearable arrogance, insulting others' IQ is rude arrogance, and the memory magic hole is stubborn. "Punishment is to correct" is just a fallacy. Black footprints represent complete loneliness. Only the blade of death arrogantly prayed for sin. Even if my rules break down, I will hold my loneliness tighter. I waved a sickle symbolizing order and ordered the shadow under my feet. I don't even have time to breathe, so I can only carry out the commandments and rules of death.