inoru tensei ni mugen no you na toki ga tomaruc

itsuka todoki masu ka?
kuuhaku darake motsureru koe

sen no wakusei wo tsunaida you ni tsukazuhanarezu

tameiki tsuku tabi kuzurete yuku BARANSU
kasaneta jikan wo tashikani kanjita noni

mune no guren de uzuku no ha tenchi fumei no PARAGURAMU
kimi no kotoba wo sotto kurikaeshita
massugu ni te wo nobashite kako mo mirai mo furete mitai
yakeru omoi ni kaketa ima I believe

tsumoru utsugoto ni
gheibon na kyouh wo aishi hajimeta

kodou no genkai kimete nani ga dekiru no?
susumu to chikatta kimochi uso janai nonic

mune no guren wo tsuranuita kanojo no koe ha EPIGURAMU
osore tachikiri kuu wo niramitsuketa
inochi sae sashidaseru to unazukiau chiisana kage
mamoru mono no tame kowashiteku irony

ochita hakuhen ni fuusetsu no you na toki ga tomaruc

mune no guren de kishimu no ha fuzoroi ni narabu TANGURAMU
gumon nagesute futto furikaereba
massugu ni hitomi muketa itsuka no koe ga yomigaeru
deau sono imi wo shiritakute I cleave

祈る天星に 夢幻のような時が止まる…

いつか届きますか？
空白だらけ もつれる声

千の惑星を繋いだように付かず離れず

ため息つくたび 崩れて行くバランス
重ねた時間を確かに感じたのに

胸の紅蓮で疼くのは 天地不明の paragramme
君の言葉をそっと繰り返した
真っ直ぐに手を伸ばして 過去も未来も触れてみたい
焼ける思いに懸けた今 I believe

積もる鬱事に
\”平凡な今日\”を愛し始めた

鼓動の限界決めて何が出来るの？
進むと誓った気持ち嘘じゃないのに…

胸の紅蓮を貫いた 彼女の声は epigram
恐れ断ち切り 空を睨みつけた
命さえ差し出せると頷き合う小さな影
守るもののため 壊してくirony

落ちた薄片に風雪のような時が止まる…

胸の紅蓮で軋むのは 不揃いに並ぶ tangram
愚問投げ捨て ふっと振り返れば
真っ直ぐに瞳向けた いつかの声が甦る
出逢うその意味を知りたくて I cleave

I pray to the heavenly stars; the dreamlike time stopsc

Will you someday hear it?
A complicated voice filled with blank spaces

As a thousand planets connected but maintained some distance

Every time when I sigh, the balance crumbles
Even though I definitely felt our shared time

The crimson lotus in my chest aches with an unknown paragramme of heaven and earth
I gently repeated your words
I want to reach straight out with my hand and try touching the past and future, too
Suspended in my burning thoughts, now I believe

In the accumulating melancholies
I began to love the gordinary todayh

Deciding on the limit of my hearbeats, what can I do?
Even though my feeling of having vowed to advance isnft a liec

Her voice that pierced through the redness of my chest is an epigram
She cut off fear and glared at the emptiness
Little shadows nod to each other, that they can even offer up their lives
For the sake of things that I protect, I destroy irony

While falling apart in layers, time like a snowstorm stopsc

That which creaks with the redness of my chest is an unevenly arranged tangram
If I throw away the stupid questions and suddenly look back
The voice that headed straight for my eyes from another time revives
I want to know the meaning of meeting you, so I cleave