【詞】

澄んだ淵の色彩は朝日に曝されて浮かぶ歪曲された表情の入れ墨

薄汚れた頁に潰れる物語の動静と心理を犯罪記録に探す無知蒙昧

腕や脚を斬落とす言間は人を限りなき大沙漠に幾度も連れ込んだ

真夜半の底で波を打つ寒気に押し流された恐れと寂寥の巨大な船

月の下で掴まれた帯の端に老いぼれた眼を伏せる怪しい神様の群

薄紫の燈光が揺らめく自動車は爆音の間を駆け抜けて閑散を敲く

窓外から頼りに泣き叫ぶ声が手を差し延べた先を急ぐ病人の譫言

庭の隅に埋めた金属性の小唄を露出した骨に編み上げて作る義足

【Lyrics】

The clear hues of the deep pool, exposed to the morning sun, surfaced like tattooed expressions warped by distortion.

Within the stained pages, crushed stories of movement and psyche are sought like criminal records by the ignorant and unenlightened.

Words that sever arms and legs have dragged people time and again into a boundless desert of despair.

At midnight’s depths, waves of chill swept away a colossal ship of fear and solitude.

Beneath the moon, a suspicious gathering of deities lowers aged eyes at the hem of a grasped sash.

A car, flickering under pale violet lamplight, tears through the blasts of noise and lays a veil of stillness.

From beyond the window, a feeble cry echoes—mad utterances of a patient stretching out his hand in haste.

In the corner of the garden, a metallic song once buried is now woven into exposed bones to forge an artificial leg.

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