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Spring of Passion
06:49
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たえて桜のなかりせば
ひび割れた空の下
同調を始める肌
乾いた風を招き入れ
空蝉たる肉叢散らし
飛び立てよ無常の果てまで
飴細工に銃口を突きつけても
午前零時の自浄作用を待ち
何食わぬ顔で明日を迎える
蕾のまま朽ちれば
枯れることはないでしょう
そんな強がりを
幼い天邪鬼を
見透かしたのなら
茨の海はもうどこにもないと囁いて
小さな背中を押してほしい
この足が朱に染まっても
負の重複で語られた真実は恨まない
それは取るに足らない指標
無差別に降り注ぐ愛の唄より愛しい
生まれぬことを望めない僕らに
残された退路なき道
現身に寄り添う一筋の光
Spring of passion
My skin starts synchronizing, under a cracked sky.
Scatter my empty body by letting dry wind blow inside me
and fly off to the end of impermanence.
Even if I point my gun at the candy work, I'll wait for the self-purification happens in 0 am
and greet tomorrow, pretending I have nothing to do with it.
"I wouldn't die as a flower if I die as a bud."
I'll try to hide my weakness.
If you recognize my childish contrariness, please whisper me that the thorny sea is nowhere to be found and push me forward.
Even If my foot is dyed read,
I will not have a grudge against the truth which was told by negative overlapping.
It's a petty guidepost.
It's more precious than the love song that descends(falls) on us indiscriminately.
The path without retreat left for us who can not choose not to be born.
A ray of light just beside myself.
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2. |
Chain
04:58
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火車
紫色のふりをして
溜まりゆく枝葉の色想う
どす黒さの向こう側
恍惚とした目で見た指先もまた然り
口にして
歓喜の渦が放つ異臭に未来を重ね
首筋へと彼岸は伝う
鉄漿姿で佇むかつてのあなたは今の私
橋の袂で待つ今のあなたはいつかの私
心悸の早まりが真心に抱かれ
運ぶべき水は見つかった
Chain
I pretend to be purple and think about the colors of the branches and leaves clogging the drain.
Behind the darkness.
The fingertips looked with ecstatic eyes are also same.
Let everything behind the darkness be in my mouth,
Pile up my future on the stench of the delight,
and I'll feel the world of the dead by my neck.
Once you were with black teeth standing is who I am now.
You, now waiting by the bridge is who I used to be.
Acceleration of my heart rate is embraced by the instinct
and you have found the water to carry away.
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3. |
"Double Quotation Mark"
04:45
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「鉤括弧」
つらつらと理想を称え
つらつらと言葉を隠し続ける
抱いたはずのものを失くした日々を連れて
五つ目を受け入れず傷つけ
くもの罠で身を固め
眉間のしわを裂けず乞う
なだらかな鉤に線はさまよい
涙をしまう
そのまま減色し
晴れた日の色に限りなく近い笑顔を見せて
胸を撫で下ろしたかったのでしょう
賽の目を受け入れても水の泡
盛り付けた思想を束ね
二枚舌は強張りほどける
輝く地に足をつけていても光は失われていく
それでも壊れることはなかった清く正しい心
左目を覆う幸運
枯れた右目はふさがり
淡々と生きたあなたを思う
"Double Quotation Mark"
Praise the ideal for a long time.
Keep hiding the word for a long time.
Take the days I lost something I supposed to have hugged.
I don't accept the fifth and I hurt it.
You protect yourself with the trap of web and wish because you can not torn the wrinkles between the brows.
Line will wander around the gently curved hooks.
Keep back your tears.
I think wanted to stroke my chest by reducing the color and show my smile as close as possible to the color of a sunny day.
Even if we accept the dice, it's just meaningless.
Bundle up the thought that was served and
the two tongues that tell the lie stiffen and get untied.
Even if I stand on the shining land, the light will disappear.
Even so, clean and correct heart did not break.
Luck covering my left eye.
My dead right eye is shut and
I'll think about you who calmly lived.
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4. |
Sleet
04:35
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霙
停滞を強いられているのか
繁栄を望まれているのか
どうして泣いているの
何がそんなに悲しいの
いつの間にかそこにいた
悲しみも喜びも教わることなく知っていた
この自由さを今日こそは取り除こう
生かすも殺すも自分次第
そんなの嘘だろう
どうして
何が
そんな言葉を聞きたいわけじゃない
愛したと言うのなら
せめて正しい報いと償いを与えて
讃えさせて
空から降る答えは矛盾を孕んだまま
見上げることを許さない
音を立てては飲み干して
凍てつきだけを残し
使い捨てるのか
弄び続けるのか
Sleet
Is stagnation forced?
Is prosperity wanted?
Why are you crying?
What makes you so sad?
I have no idea when I went there.
I knew both sadness and delight without being taught.
Let's remove this freedom today or never.
"Keep it alive or not depends on you."
Stop telling me such a lie.
Why?
What do you mean?
I don't want to hear such words.
If you say you loved us.
Give me atleast the right reward and atonement to us, and let me believe in this heart.
The answer that comes down from the sky remain a contradiction,
and you won't let me to look up at the sky.
By making and soaking up a sound,
You'll leave the coldness for me.
Are you going to dispose us?
Are you going to trifle us?
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5. |
Bashfulness of the Moon
11:29
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月の恥じらい
不可視の壁に腰かけて
安物の狂気をまとう
夜の静寂に慈悲は無く
呟きは悲鳴と化す
与えられなければ奪い
白日の死角で紅をさし
口火を
誰かの涙を流したいけど
この瞳は私の涙しか流さない
とある佳人の台詞を諳んじて
世界を一つにする舞台装置
記号化された共演者たちの嘲りを浴び
私は私を嫌わない私が嫌いなまま
目を眩ませる
この心のひとひらが
見知らぬ誰かに芽吹いて
傷つけ傷ついたのなら
どうすればいい
誰もがみんな自分だけの
言葉で語りたいわけじゃない
誰かの思考の上澄みで
かくれんぼは続いていく
Bashfulness of the Moon
Sitting on a invisible wall,
I'm wearing cheap insanity.
Silence of night doesn't have mercy,
and grief change into screaming.
If I wasn't given anything, I would take it, and dye myself crimson at a dead angle of bright sunlight and begin to deliver a monologue.
I wish to shed someone's tears, but I can only do it for myself.
I am a stage setting which says a belle's lines and make the world one.
I am scorned by symbolized coactors, and I keep hating myself who don't hate myself , and I blind my eyes.
When this leaf of my mind sprouts in someone I don't know, and it hurts the one and it was wounded, what should I do?
Not everyone wants to narrate only by own words.
Hide-and-seek will continue on the clear fluid of someone's thought.
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6. |
Ugly Mask
05:06
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醜女化粧
黒衣の羽音を背に
奥行と輪郭を取り戻す街を抜け出した
潰えた者たちが微笑み出し
奪わせた五感にこの胸この四肢
絡め取られるその前に
切り揃えられた奇跡から抜け落ちてなお
秀でることも劣ることもなくあり続けることを望むが
鏡の前に立ち足元にへばりつかせた溜息は
自らに呼吸する才も意欲もないことを告げていた
野暮な本音は裂け目に任せ
出まかせは見知らぬあなたに良しなに
苦渋に満ちた表情など白粉と駆け落ちさせてしまえばいい
遡行する振りをして
流れ込む常識の坩堝へ
無風に模られる波間
眼前に広がる体脂肪の海へ
寄る辺ない
されど投げ打つことはない
皆が願うもの
皆から願われること
どちらにもうんざりしているようだ
明日を寝台のそばに置かれ慣れたように零れ落ちる鱗粉
数多の視線に晒されるうち漏れ出た呻吟は無遠慮な勾配を生む
蠕動する街に注ぎ足されるただ一人には悪意に思える善意
その勳しに爪を立て呪縛を祝福とさせぬように
淡く濡れて落ちぶれた火の酒に見守られ
青白い部屋で覚醒を待つ
都合の良い手にだけ触れられてはいられない
ただ弛まぬ熱に溺れていたいだけ
優しくつぶさにここに居ること告げるなら
永遠にも似た灯に嫌気を
過去を寝台の底へ埋め爆ぜたように散りゆく純真
願わくはこの顔を濡羽色で塗りつぶせ
持たざる者の悲哀など知るものか
溶けてしまいたい魂が叫んでいる
花装束の香りを払い私は私を好まない私が
何も聞かず 何も見ず
何も感じず なにも
Ugly Mask
Behind the flapping of a black dress,
I slipped out of a city which was taking back depth and contour.
Collapsed bodies break into a smile,
before my chest and these limbs are captured and bound by the five senses which the city snatches off…
Even though I fell off miracles which was cut to an even length, I wish to be neither superior or inferior.
However, standing in front of a mirror, a sigh that stuck to my feet told that it didn't have abilities and desires to breathe.
My true thoughtless feelings depends on a crack,
and my thoughtless behavior is to get along with you who are a stranger.
Let my face (expression) which filled with distress run off with white powder.
I pretend to go against a stream,
but head toward melting pot of common sense
and then toward waves modeled windlessly.
That is the sea of body fat spreading before my eyes.
There is nothing to depend on.
However, I can't throw myself away.
The things everybody wishes
and wishing by everybody,
I seem to be tired of both.
The scales which spill down as if they were used to that tomorrow was laid near the bed.
Moaning leaked out during exposure to many eyes produces thoughtless steep.
For the only one who is added to the writhing city, this is just goodwill considered as ill will.
Don't be against the achievement to turn a spell into a blessing.
I am watched over by firing liquors that got wet faintly and is vanishing, and waiting for 'awakening' in a pale chamber.
I can't stand to be touched only by convenient hands.
I just want to drown in persistent heat.
If you gently and carefully told that I would be here, give hatred to a light like eternity.
Purity which buries the past beneath the bed and is scattering over like a burst.
(I wish) Paint out this face with shiny black.
I don't care about sorrow of the non-gifted.
My soul is crying out "I am craving to melt away."
I brush off the fragrance of a flower garment, and I, who don't like myself...
I don't hear, see and feel anything. Anything...
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7. |
Thin Ice
10:16
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薄氷
先へ進めど視界は変わらず
白き無明に苛まれる
規則正しい足音に
耳を塞ぎながら
秩序優先の世界で
腐敗していく痩躯は何を思い続く
いつか止まる鼓動すら
誰かの拍子で刻まれたまま
燃え盛る零度の中
私を見つけた
この痛みも責任も私だけのもの
祝福されることは無かろうと
名残なき薄氷へ
次の一歩が奈落でも
歩みは止めない
Thin Ice
I'm moving forward, but the vision I'm seeing never changes.
I'm tormented by perplexity and covering my ears with my hands from regular footsteps.
In the world of order dominance,
What does my decaying lean figure keep thinking?
Even my pulse which will stop someday is kept by someone's beat.
I found myself in burning below zero.
This pain and responsibility, both are only for me.
No matter of blessing, I'm heading toward thin ice without any traces.
Even the next one step was into the abyss,
I wouldn't stop my feet.
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