ああ、恋い焦がれた夜 あたしがあたしか　分からなくなれて助かる ああ、遠い過去だったはず 今なお残るタトゥ　色濃く 雨でも降っている？ 罅割れたガラス、隙間風が冷やす そしてやっと星を見れる 時が満ちて泥を泳ぐ 哀れな囚人に この森は広くて 与えられた番号で あなたは変われるの？ 憧れと焦燥感　戯れる諸感情 神様からもらった名が 大嫌いだった (Be Silent) ひらかない翼はすこし暖かすぎたんだ 上から見てる君なんて どこにもいない　単なる黒 記憶の海が溢れるほど あたしは泣いて　泣いて　泣ききった 風を切って　夜を抜けて 連れ去れ　灼け果てたっていいよ 向かっていく　底の底から　空高くへ 傷だらけのまま 変わっていく 星空に浮かぶ　青く灯る光に 生まれ変わり？　あたし魂 なんてあまり信じない こんなに濁る瞳がある 錆びついた撃鉄　不眠症 ちっぽけな頭蓋骨　その檻に囚われたままで 描いてみる　理想の自分 切り裂く朝 いまなら言える？ ああ、泣きたくなる青 進みたいの　ただ　それ以外要らないって 至ってシリアス 平凡に落ちたジーニアス だとしても一度として同じ軌道はなぞらない エマージェンス 生のかたち　思考停止 仰せのままに では満足出来ない心抱え 足引きずる荒野　刻むのは螺旋 Burden of dreams カーテンコールはお呼びじゃない あざやかに絶望して 輝ける星座に 下される審判に背を向けて 翼をひらいた (Be Silent) 苦しいだけの現世にまた 降り立つ覚悟が あなたをあなたじゃなくするの 名前や姿なんて無意味 暗がりを突き刺す夜明け 灼けつきそうな程に眩しくて 風を切って　雲を抜けて 連れ去れ 始まりをもう一度 落ちていく 空高くから　果てぬ地平へ 輪郭は溶けて 変わっていく 次に目を開いたら 何が見える

Ah, the nights where I burned with longing. It was a relief, not knowing whether I was still myself. Ah, it was supposed to be some distant past, But the tattoo still remains—dark and deep. Is it raining out there? Cracked glass, a draft chilling the air. At last, I can finally see the stars. When the time is right, I swim through mud, Like a pitiful prisoner. This forest is so vast. With only a number assigned, Can you ever really change? Yearning, impatience, all kinds of tangled emotions, Even the name given to me by God— I used to hate it so much. (Be Silent) Wings that won’t open feel just a bit too warm. You, watching me from above— You’re nowhere. Just darkness. My ocean of memories is overflowing. I cried, and cried, and cried until I had nothing left. Cutting through the wind, escaping the night— Take me away. I don’t care if I’m burned to ash. From the very bottom, I’ll rise toward the highest skies, Wounded and unchanged, Transforming, Toward the blue-lit starlight floating above. Reincarnation? My soul? I don’t really believe in things like that. When my eyes are this clouded, With a rusted firing pin—sleeplessness. This tiny skull—trapped in its own cage, Still tries to draw out the ideal version of myself, Tearing through the morning. Could I finally say it now? Ah, the blue that makes me want to cry. I just want to move forward—nothing else matters. Dead serious. A genius fallen into the ordinary, But even so, I won't ever trace the same path twice. Emergence. The shape of life—mind shutting down, Obeying orders. But holding a heart that can never be satisfied, Dragging my feet through the wilderness, Etching out a spiral. Burden of dreams. A curtain call—no, I’m not ready for that. Despair, brilliant and vivid, Turning my back on judgments from those shining constellations, Turning my back on carried verdicts, I spread my wings. (Be Silent) Ready to descend again into a world that’s nothing but pain, That resolve will make you not yourself anymore. Names and appearances become meaningless. Dawn pierces the darkness. It’s so blindingly bright it might burn me away. Cutting through the wind, breaking through the clouds— Just take me away. Let me begin once more. And as I fall From the heights of the sky to the endless horizon, My outline melts away, I change— When I open my eyes next, What will I see?