Outer Science

Outer Science (アウターサイエンス Autāsaiensu) is a song featured on the last album.

Background
Outer Science is the BAD END of the project, the GOOD END is Summertime Record

It happens after Konoha turns into Dark Konoha and kill almost everyone of Mekakushi Dan (How we can see on the PV), unless Mary, in order to make she use her Combine ability and create a new Never-Ending World, but she need to be a complete Medusa to use it, so he tells to Mary that she will reborn as a monster (a complete Medusa), he tells on the song that Mary cried and pleaded.

After these events, Dark Konoha say that life is unsightly, then he says:

"When the next, next time it comes"

"The next, next day"

"And the next, next next on after that too,"

"Let's ridicule it!"

The song end without we know if Mary really turns into a complete Medusa and if Dark Konoha really have made a new Never-Ending World. When Dark Konoha says the phrases above, the PV show characters that died along the Project, together with a strange, yellow and 50% trasparent type of "blood"

Jin's Comment
''“This story isn't fictional. '' And that’s why all of your ‘tragedies’

Are so stupid that it makes me yawn.”

Just like how when children are told by adults, “That’s so immature,”

There are times when people are looked down on from above.

Even if children view it as something grand and magnificent,

To the adults, it seems lacking and worthless.

However, imagine that there is an existence that looks down at those adults in the same way.

This is the song of a monster that overlooks everything.

People’s lives, hearts, meetings, memories, deaths—

He looks down on it all, as if they are “stupid” events in a book.

What if that existence started influencing someone’s everyday life to merely kill time?

Please enjoy this helplessly unfolding tragedy. (Mekakucity Records Booklet) 

Lyrics & Translation

 * -|Japanese Lyrics=


 * -|English Translation=

Living a life in slight misery The dead are knocking on the door, aren't they? The small master cannot watch indifferently It's an unpleasant story

Throats and bodies that split open and widen In order to melt a dead heart Leisurely swallowing up life I gouge out eyes

Hey, you prayed too, right? Whenever you glared at me That kind of tragic spirit is Something I really love

Welcome to the interior of my womb The endpoint of love and ego You will soon be reborn as well It's wonderful to be like a monster, right?

Saying things like "Ahh, God, why?" "I'm sick of this already!" you cried Just accept it, this is fate So next, next, next, let’s work hard for the master

Legends, life, and even people’s fate And inadvertently falling in love, too Quietly, the snake laughs out “Such stupid things.”

Ah, how difficult, what a challenge, I can’t stand it What licks at a dull heart is Trimming away at a small life Embedding in those eyes

Ahh, it dwells in you, right? The "power of meeting eyes" You are this tragedy's queen

Enjoy it, this life of yours! Weaving together love and egoism Those wavering days are beginning to break as well Matching pace and heading to the “first tragedy”

“Give it back!” You lamented, "I’m sick of it already!" You wept You knew it, right? That's fate That terribly petty and fragile story Is the real thing, isn't it?

No matter how many times you deny it This foolish life you're living Begins to return to those same days Recklessly, uncouthly, Cry, sob, wail, and become intertwined.

Ahh, it’s an unsightly life Before you ask “Why?” You asked for too much and now serve to sin Hollow miracles will break open and collapse

Saying “It’s enough already!” No matter how many times you just cry Even the end will quickly fade away

And the next, next time it comes The next, next day And the next, next next one after that too, Let’s ridicule it!