記憶のスクリーン　曇ったまま
(replay しない, I don’t need that drama)
閉じたファイル　君のvoice fade out
消したいだけ　no turning back now

指先で swipe, erase, rewrite
過去なんて　no highlight
心ごと reset tonight
光へ move, I’ll be alright

Delete my memory, delete you baby
もう戻らない story, so hazy
Delete my memory, delete you crazy
I’ll forget your name like data erased

涙も noise に変わるだけ
fake な sweet talk もう聞こえない
blackout → restart, 感情 reboot
未来のビートに　sync してく truth

Break the code, no trace, no chain
新しい自分 take the main
心ごと reset again
今 shine bright, never the same

Delete my memory, delete you baby
もう戻らない story, so hazy
Delete my memory, delete you crazy
消える silhouette, I’m free again

Cut out, cut out — your ghost in my head
ログアウトしたら I’ll never regret
消去ボタン　一瞬で click
Goodbye illusions, my system’s complete

Delete delete delete delete delete delete my memory, delete you baby
もう戻らない story, so hazy
Delete my memory, delete you crazy
I’ll forget your name like data erased 

Delete, delete, delete…
記憶の君は fade…
Delete my memory —
I’m free.

私の記憶を消去する delete my memory

White chalk on black boards where the lessons fade
Tiny voices humming hymns built on a masquerade
TV static smiles in the corner of the class
We sing together while the shame slips through the glass

Open the textbook of fairytales hidden under the floor
Pages blank where history knocked at the door
We recite the echoes of what they told us to trust
“March forward in line”, “consume what you must”
The choir belts out notes that don’t match the key
But the crowd applauds anyway, they believe what they see
Lunch trays full of promise while the roots rot below
We swallow the stories, the seeds we didn’t sow
Broadcast the laughter, pre-recorded and neat
While the bones in the basement play the retreat
In class we pledge allegiance to the banner of the phrase
“Everyone belongs” they said, in their printing-press maze

Children’s choir singing lies so loud
Bright faces hidden by the broadcast cloud
Books claim the story, media rewrites the end
We dance in the chorus of the lie they send

Hallways whisper secrets where the lockers keep truth
The static of the PA tells the tale of our youth
We marched in the yard, line after line
Chanted “we are one” under the flashing sign
But behind the curtain the margin was erased
The footnote removed, the truth displaced
The lesson repeated while the voices grew cold
We learned to applaud what they told us we’d hold
School bells ring, cameras watch, screens glow
The minority silent in the row they throw
The choir sings wrong, but they drown out the crack
In the grade-book of liars we never get back

Children’s choir singing lies so loud
Bright faces hidden by the broadcast cloud
Books claim the story, media rewrites the end
We dance in the chorus of the lie they send

Echoes bounce in corridors painted in grey
Under the laughter track hidden the prey
We flip through the chapters of “friendly nation”
While behind the spine the stain shows the ration
The choir’s voice loops, the tape rewinds again
We smile in the photo while the past remains
The teacher applauds the advanced grade of fear
We’re taught to recite while we choke on the tear
The broadcast ends, the lights dim out
The choir dissolves into silence and doubt
We stand in the ruins of what we believed
And hear the recorded laughter of the lie we received

Children’s choir singing lies so loud
Bright faces hidden by the broadcast cloud
Books claim the story, media rewrites the end
We dance in the chorus of the lie they send

Chalk dust drifts from the board to the floor
The choir disperses, the lies don’t speak anymore
But the echo remains in the halls of the young
Where the story ended before it begun

Children’s Choir of Lies

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

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