感情4番線

作詞作曲　あかし

誰もいない4番線
雨降る夜に
ただ愚痴を重ねていたいだけ
逃げたくて逃げたくて
逃げ惑う僕の
全てが壊れていくような
損な感覚？

だらしがない寝坊癖
いじけてばかり
ただ明日来るのが怖いだけ
口にしたキレイゴト
嫌気がさして
楽になりたい

自問に自答を繰り返す
巡る感情
残す惨状
投げ出した

赤色に染まった
鳴る轟音で来るシャッターチャンス
モノクロに変わった日常が
ひとりきり笑った
今宵絶望で揺れる環状線
思い出に変わったあの頃
僕が消える消える
何もかも諦め
あと一歩その先を妄想
ターミナル探してる

過去のこと感想戦
時間が経てば
すぐ大人になると思ってた
窓の外境界線
時間があれば
戻れたなら

苦難に苦悩を抱え込む
古い友情
薄い愛情
取り戻そう

青色に染まった
鳴る放送で来るジッタータイム
モノクロに変わった日常が
道の途中止まった
今宵絶望で揺れる感情線
思い出に変わったあの頃
虹もいつか消える
現実は苦しい、苦しい
何十年何百年先でも
変わらない僕でいたい

あの夢を語った
すりーつーわん
飛ぶピーターパン
思い出をリブートするように
何もかも変わった
この状況もこの東京も
僕だけがそのまま
あー
未知が続く、続く
感情を描き進む
錆びついた目の奥を光らせ
明日を色付けよう
何千年何万年先でも
変わらない僕で遺体

感情4番線

Based on H.P. Lovecraft's short story "Nyarlathotep", which was published in The United Amateur vol. 20, no. 2 (November 1920): 19–21.

The song was created with the help of Generative AI (Udio).

Lyrics:

Through endless dunes and ash-filled air,
The blackened sky, a gaze that stares.
A monolith from times unknown,
The pyramid where shadows groan.

I heard it call across the sand,
A whisper clawed from death’s own hand.
The wind stood still, the stars erased,
And darkness swallowed light in haste.

The Black Pyramid, where shadows breathe,
Where truth and death entwine and seethe.
Its doors agape, a maw of night,
A threshold wrapped in endless fright.

The ancient stones alive with screams,
The echoes clawing through my dreams.
A shape that loomed against the sky,
A gate where mortals come to die.

The stones pulsate, they hum, they moan,
A monument of flesh and bone.
The world stands still, the air grows thin,
The dark where dreams and death begin.

The Black Pyramid, where shadows breathe,
Where truth and death entwine and seethe.
Its doors agape, a maw of night,
A threshold wrapped in endless fright.

The Black Pyramid, where shadows breathe,
Its doors agape, and none may leave.
A step remains, the veil is torn,
To know the dark, and be reborn.

Eldritch Dreams

Where Shadows Breathe

Based on H.P. Lovecraft's short story "Nyarlathotep", which was published in The United Amateur vol. 20, no. 2 (November 1920): 19–21.

The song was created with the help of Generative AI (Udio).

Lyrics:

The streets dissolved beneath our feet,
The towers gone, the skies incomplete.
We moved as one, yet none could say
What path we took, what price we’d pay.

The moon burned green, the lights fell low,
The earth gave way where shadows flow.
No voice remained, no stars aligned,
Just hollow roads and shattered minds.

Into the rift, beyond the veil,
No voice remains to speak, to wail.
No turning back, no ground to stand,
Drawn ever down by unseen hands.

I watched them fall, one by one,
Down choked canals where rivers run.
Their hollow cries dissolved in binds,
No names remain, no tethered minds.

Into the rift, beyond the veil,
No voice remains to speak, to wail.
No turning back, no ground to stand,
Drawn ever down by unseen hands.

We slipped through cracks where time had bled,
Where silence screamed and reason fled.
The air grew thin, the ground turned wide,
And thought itself began to slide.

Their eyes were wide, yet saw no light,
Reflections warped by endless night.
Each step they took dissolved the day,
And pulled us into lightless grey.

A trembling light, a breath held tight,
No mercy found in endless night.
The walls collapse, the dream unwinds,
What waits beyond defies all minds.

The snow swept black, the sky stood still,
I moved alone, obeyed its will.
Into the rift, I drift, I fall,
No self remains - just void, just all.


Into The Rift

Inspired by H.P. Lovecraft's Cthulhu Mythos.

The song was created with the help of Generative AI (Udio).

Lyrics:

In chambers vast where no light wakes,
The blind one sleeps and reason breaks.
No gods remain, no stars obey,
The centre holds in black decay.

The piping flutes, a soundless scream,
The void behind the waking dream.
No mind can grasp what coils below,
Where chaos spins and horrors grow.

Azathoth sleeps, the silence swells,
Beyond all thought, beyond all hells.
No prayer can reach, no soul can flee,
The blind mad god that dreams the sea.

Around him dance the idiot stars,
Dead suns entombed in skin and scars.
No time, no shape, no form, no breath,
The heart that beats the pulse of death.

No throne, no voice, no name, no past,
Only the spiral, spinning fast.
And if he stirs all worlds unwind,
Unravelled by a dreamless mind.

Azathoth sleeps, the silence swells,
Beyond all thought, beyond all hells.
No prayer can reach, no soul can flee,
The blind mad god that dreams the sea.

A swirl of dust, a scream unheard,
A thought unformed, a truth unstirred.
The veil is thin, the dark is wide,
And nothing lives on either side.

A swirl of dust, a scream unheard,
A thought unformed, a truth unstirred.
The veil is thin, the dark is wide,
And nothing lives on either side.

The song goes on, though none still play,
And thought dissolves in yawning grey.
The dream is dust, the stars are gone,
And still the silence echoes on.


Azathoth Sleeps

Inspired by H.P. Lovecraft's short story "The Music of Erich Zann". Written in December 1921, it was first published in National Amateur, March 1922. The song was created with the help of Generative AI (Udio).

Lyrics

I searched for the street, but I never returned,
The Rue d’ Auseil, where the shadows still burned.
The houses were leaning, the windows were blind,
And strange was the music that haunted my mind.

The old man was silent, his fingers were frail,
Yet all of his bowing told more than a tale.
No song of the earth, no measure or key,
But music that opened the void unto me.

The viol screams, the darkness calls,
The shutter shakes, the window falls.
Beyond the wall, no city stands,
Only the void in endless lands.
The wind breaks in, the candles die,
A nameless sound consumes the sky.
No mortal song can drown its breath,
The music fights the hands of death.

The candles grew dim, and the night-wind was loud,
It carried his papers away like a shroud.
I reached for the window, expecting the flame,
But chaos unending was all that remained.

The viol screams, the darkness calls,
The shutter shakes, the window falls.
Beyond the wall, no city stands,
Only the void in endless lands.
The wind breaks in, the candles die,
A nameless sound consumes the sky.
No mortal song can drown its breath,
The music fights the hands of death.

The night became deeper, the silence was torn,
By music that battled what should not be born.
The stars had no meaning, the sky had no ground,
The void was alive with unbearable sound.

His bow kept on moving though he was long dead,
The glass in his eyes showed the madness he fled.
The viol kept screaming, though breath was no more,
A dirge for the gateway no man should explore.

The viol screams, the darkness calls,
The shutter shakes, the window falls.
Beyond the wall, no city stands,
Only the void in endless lands.
The wind breaks in, the candles die,
A nameless sound consumes the sky.
No mortal song can drown its breath,
The music fights the hands of death.

The Viol Screams

Based on H.P. Lovecraft's sequence of 36 sonnets "Fungi from Yuggoth", which was published complete in Beyond the Wall of Sleep (Sauk City, Wisconsin: Arkham House, 1943, 395–407). Most of the sonnets were written between 27 December 1929 – 4 January 1930; thereafter individual sonnets appeared in Weird Tales and other genre magazines.

The song was created with the help of Generative AI (Udio).

Lyrics:

I found the book in shadowed dust, where no sane hand should pry,
Its pages breathed with burning words and stars that never die.
I fled through alleys drenched in fog, the tome pressed to my chest,
The skies grew warped, the stones alive, as terror stole my rest.

Whispers from Yuggoth, where the black stars gleam,
Calling through the silence of a broken dream.
Underneath the void, where no gods remain,
We are bound to knowledge wrapped in death and pain.

An altar rose through dreaming fog, with shapes too strange to name,
The daemon called from out the void, and I, in madness, came.
Through gulfs where ancient forces stir, he led my soul in flight,
And showed the death behind the stars, the end beyond all light.

Whispers from Yuggoth, where the black stars gleam,
Calling through the silence of a broken dream.
Underneath the void, where no gods remain,
We are bound to knowledge wrapped in death and pain.

Whispers from Yuggoth, where the black stars gleam,
Calling through the silence of a broken dream.
Underneath the void, where no gods remain,
We are bound to knowledge wrapped in death and pain.

He walked through fire and whispering voids where ancient empires fell,
A thousand voices cried through him, like echoes out of hell.
He showed the stars beyond the stars, then tore the veil apart,
And left the world in silent ash, with madness in its heart. 

Underneath the Void

Final release of Disturbed in the Fire. Only started 24 hours ago!

Changes in this version:
Lined up all the vocals with the beat. We can't afford to be lazy on this with D&B.
Adjusted EQs and levels.
Added some more "flavor" sounds.

Instrumental:
Girl in the Fire by Pendulum

Vocals:
Stricken by Disturbed
Indestructible by Disturbed

Disturbed in the Fire

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