χ 脳、狂、嗚呼 θ（キノウ、キョウ、アシタ）
Multi-National Musical Force [Instrumentation: French Pop Guitarist, Afro Beat Drummer, Indian Groove Bassist, American Rock Guitarist, Japanese Traditional Keyboardist], Heart Beat, Catchy Melody, Deep, dark, minimal R&B pop. BPM 80 → 150 → 80. Chaotic modulations. Canon progression throughout. Ritualistic, unstable, decayed textures. Whisper breaths, glitch fragments, distorted bass. Madness escalating then collapsing. Minimal but emotional. Glitch, Choir, Vocal Unison. Mellow Melodious Dance Anthem, Cyber Techno Rock Opera Ballad, Every section modulates to a new key — constant upward or sideways key changes, with audible breaths and sighs, Psychedelic, Groovy Drumn Bass. Last Hopeful.
χ 脳、狂、嗚呼 θ（キノウ、キョウ、アシタ）
Multi-National Musical Force [Instrumentation: French Pop Guitarist, Afro Beat Drummer, Indian Groove Bassist, American Rock Guitarist, Japanese Traditional Keyboardist], Heart Beat, Catchy Melody, Deep, dark, minimal R&B pop. BPM 80 → 150 → 80. Chaotic modulations. Canon progression throughout. Ritualistic, unstable, decayed textures. Whisper breaths, glitch fragments, distorted bass. Madness escalating then collapsing. Minimal but emotional. Glitch, Choir, Vocal Unison. Mellow Melodious Dance Anthem, Cyber Techno Rock Opera Ballad, Every section modulates to a new key — constant upward or sideways key changes, with audible breaths and sighs, Psychedelic, Groovy Drumn Bass. Last Hopeful.
Lyrics
空白の脳
昨日は灰
触れた温度だけ
まだ 残る
狂いきれず
今日の影
名もない声が
胸で揺れる
嗚呼
落ちていく
嗚呼 θだけ
微かに 脈を打つ
崩れた街
今日の裂け目
拾った夢は
もう 薄い
叫べず
夜に溶け
壊れた祈りが
まだ 残る
嗚呼
消えていく
嗚呼 θだけ
どこかで 灯る
Yesterday—faded in the back of my brain,
Dust on the frame, no name, just pain.
Today—I'm stuck in a loop I can't break,
Silence shakes, my shadow aches.
Tomorrow—yeah, it whispers but it’s hollow,
A thin line I follow through the sorrow.
No Key, Now!—I’m locked in the sound,
But I pound on the ground just to feel I'm around.
Key, Yo!—I’m searching for the door in the dark,
A spark, a mark, a dying heart.
Ah, She turn—like the world on its axis,
Collapsing, relaxing, then rising from ashes.
Yesterday—gone.
Today—undone.
Tomorrow—one.
I’m still here, still here, still here.
空っぽの手
明日はまだ
名もないまま
ひとつ揺れる
狂の底で
かすむ光
誰のものでもない
僕は掴む
嗚呼
終わらない
嗚呼 θだけ
明日を 呼んでいる