On Ranking Pain
Insanely aggressive hard rock with completely unhinged electric guitar, hyper-distorted, screaming guitar riffs as absolute dominant force, chaotic lead guitar runs, dive bombs, feedback, wild bends, American heavy rock attitude with violent energy, massive, crushing drums with extreme punch and weight, huge kick drum, thunderous snare, relentless toms, drums hitting like a machine and a beast at the same time, glitch elements violently interrupting and re-cutting the groove, singeli-influenced ultra-fast percussion layered beneath the heavy drums, brutal contrast between hyper-speed rhythms and crushing slow hits, dark, gritty, masculine weekend atmosphere, dangerous but relaxed confidence, outlaw energy, no pop, no polish, raw and savage, male vocal, low to mid range, calm, dirty, intimidating delivery, anthemic but brutal, street-wise and unapologetic
On Ranking Pain
Insanely aggressive hard rock with completely unhinged electric guitar, hyper-distorted, screaming guitar riffs as absolute dominant force, chaotic lead guitar runs, dive bombs, feedback, wild bends, American heavy rock attitude with violent energy, massive, crushing drums with extreme punch and weight, huge kick drum, thunderous snare, relentless toms, drums hitting like a machine and a beast at the same time, glitch elements violently interrupting and re-cutting the groove, singeli-influenced ultra-fast percussion layered beneath the heavy drums, brutal contrast between hyper-speed rhythms and crushing slow hits, dark, gritty, masculine weekend atmosphere, dangerous but relaxed confidence, outlaw energy, no pop, no polish, raw and savage, male vocal, low to mid range, calm, dirty, intimidating delivery, anthemic but brutal, street-wise and unapologetic
Lyrics
Verse 1
I saw a song with a ruler in its hand
Measuring wounds like numbers in the sand
Loud cries labeled “just a show”
Silent scars crowned holy, pure, and slow
They draw a map of grief outside the flame
Decide whose pain deserves a name
So tell me now, from where you stand
Who gave you that godlike hand?
Pre-Chorus
When did suffering learn to wait in line?
When did mercy turn to score and sign?
Chorus
Who do you think you are?
Sorting pain like it’s art
Playing God in borrowed skin
Deciding who’s false, who’s genuine
Pain never begs the same way twice
Salvation wears a thousand lives
So tell me, since when did the human heart
Become something simple you can chart?
Verse 2
You call the quiet deep and true
As if silence is the only way to bruise
You shame the ones who scream for air
Like noise means the wound’s not there
You speak of truth so calm, so clean
Standing far from the broken scene
But pain’s no play and grief’s no lie
It owes you nothing in how it cries
Pre-Chorus
Not every prayer is whispered low
Not every war leaves scars you show
Chorus
Who do you think you are?
Sorting pain like it’s art
Wearing heaven like a mask
Passing judgment never asked
Pain never begs the same way twice
Hope survives in shattered styles
So tell me, since when did souls
Fit neatly into roles?
Bridge
You say you know what’s real or fake
From a distance you never had to take
No one bleeds in the same tongue
No one heals the way you want them to
Final Chorus
Who do you think you are?
Calling anguish performance art
If silence is your sacred test
Then you’ve misunderstood the rest
Pain is not a hierarchy
Mercy isn’t purity
So answer me, who crowned you king
Of suffering and everything?
Outro
If gods exist, they don’t speak this cheap
They don’t rank the depth of grief
And if you really listened here
You’d know pain was never clear
Verse 1
定規を手にした歌を見た
砂の上みたいに 傷を数値で測って
大声の叫びは「ただの演技」
静かな傷だけが 聖なるものとして崇められる
炎の外から 悲しみの地図を描き
誰の痛みが本物か 格付けする
でも誰があんたに
神の視点の椅子を与えた？
どの魂が救われるに値するか
裁く権利を
Pre-Chorus
いつから苦しみは 順番待ちを覚えた？
いつから慈悲は 点数制になった？
Chorus
あんたは何様だ？
痛みを芸術品みたいに仕分けて
借り物の皮を被った神になり
誰が偽物で 誰が本物か決める
痛みは 二度と同じ乞い方はしない
救いは 千の姿を持っている
だから教えてくれ
人の心が
簡単に図表化できるものになったのは
いつからだ？
Verse 2
静かな人を「深くて本物」だと呼び
沈黙だけが血の流し方だと言う
息を求めて叫ぶ人を恥じさせ
音を立てる＝傷が浅いみたいに
落ち着いた声で「真実」を語るけど
あんたは瓦礫の外に立っている
痛みは芝居じゃない
悲しみは嘘じゃない
どう泣くかを
誰かに許可される必要なんてない
Pre-Chorus
すべての祈りが 小声とは限らない
すべての戦争が 見える傷を残すわけじゃない
Chorus
あんたは何様だ？
痛みを作品みたいに並べて
天国を仮面のように被り
頼まれてもいない裁きを下す
痛みは 二度と同じ乞い方はしない
希望は 壊れた形でも生き延びる
だから教えてくれ
魂が
そんな綺麗な役割に
収まったのはいつからだ？
Bridge
本物か偽物か わかると言うけど
あんたは その距離を歩いたことがない
誰も同じ言語で血を流さない
誰も あんたの望む形では癒えない
Final Chorus
あんたは何様だ？
苦しみをパフォーマンス扱いして
沈黙を神聖な試験にするなら
あんたは何も理解していない
痛みは序列じゃない
慈悲は純潔審査じゃない
だから答えろ
誰があんたを王にした？
苦しみと
すべての裁きの
Outro
もし神がいるなら
こんな安っぽい語り方はしない
悲しみの深さを 順位付けたりしない
そして 本当に耳を澄ませば
痛みが
最初からそんなに単純じゃなかったことくらい
わかるはずだ