Ⅲ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴍᴘʀᴇꜱꜱ Ⅲ
dark experimental dark electronic depressive rap, internet-core, lo-fi industrial, minimalist beat with a dull muted beat that sometimes almost disappears, distorted synths with cold digital texture feeling of emptiness and space, background noise, light distortion, glitch artifacts, sound is breaking, detached semi-monotonous emotionless sweet childish lolita vocal with a slight autotune formant-shift, apathetic tired intonation and tone, haunting repetitive melody, strong reverb, semi-spoken
Ⅲ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴍᴘʀᴇꜱꜱ Ⅲ
dark experimental dark electronic depressive rap, internet-core, lo-fi industrial, minimalist beat with a dull muted beat that sometimes almost disappears, distorted synths with cold digital texture feeling of emptiness and space, background noise, light distortion, glitch artifacts, sound is breaking, detached semi-monotonous emotionless sweet childish lolita vocal with a slight autotune formant-shift, apathetic tired intonation and tone, haunting repetitive melody, strong reverb, semi-spoken
Lyrics
Original and English below
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金の冠 星を編む髪
大地の鼓動とリンクする波
芽吹く命 指先で指揮
無から実りへ 回り出す四季
抱くのは世界 柔らかな檻
愛は豊穣 終わらない実り
美は力 微笑みは鍵
正位置 創造の女帝
私はエンプレス 満ちてく核
触れれば全部 形になる
愛も光も ここから産まれる
でも甘さの裏 影も育てる
逆位置 蜜が濁る
与えすぎて 自分が削る
愛が執着に姿を変え
抱きしめるほど 息ができない
飾りの王座 中身は空腹
満たすほどに 深くなる空白
優しささえも 武器に変わる
過保護な檻で 羽根が絡まる
私はエンプレス 揺れる母性
育てる力か 縛る重力か
実りの園か 甘い迷路か
選ぶのは自分 このカード
私はエンプレス 満ちてく核
触れれば全部 形になる
愛も光も ここから産まれる
でも甘さの裏 影も育てる
逆位置 蜜が濁る
与えすぎて 自分が削る
愛が執着に姿を変え
抱きしめるほど 息ができない
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Golden crown, hair weaving the stars
Waves linking to the heartbeat of the earth
Sprouting life, conducted at my fingertips
From nothing to fruition, the seasons start to turn
I embrace the world, a soft cage
Love is abundance, endless harvest
Beauty is power, a smile is the key
Upright — the Empress of creation
I am the Empress, a filling core
Everything takes shape when I touch it
Love and light are born from here
Yet behind the sweetness, shadows also grow
Reversed — the honey turns murky
Giving too much erodes myself
Love transforms into possessiveness
The tighter I hold, the harder it is to breathe
A decorated throne, emptiness inside
The more I fill, the deeper the void
Even kindness can turn into a weapon
In an overprotective cage, wings get tangled
I am the Empress, wavering motherhood
Is it the power to nurture, or the gravity to bind?
A garden of abundance, or a sweet maze?
The choice is mine — this card
I am the Empress, a filling core
Everything takes shape when I touch it
Love and light are born from here
Yet behind the sweetness, shadows also grow
Reversed — the honey turns murky
Giving too much erodes myself
Love transforms into possessiveness
The tighter I hold, the harder it is to breathe