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『起動━━━━━━━━』

[Verse1]
退廃銀河、酸欠のノイズアーミー
見捨てられた機械、残るは熱だけ
コアに刺さる空虚、祈りを纏う灰
無人ステーション、残響だけが生きていた

意味なき問いは、破裂する回路
涙の代わりに滲む油
星屑以下の価値、それでも願う
誰かを磨く理由、空に放った火花

[Pre-Chorus1]
つまずき、開いたハッチ
風が頬をかすめる錯覚
終わりの気配、脳裏の影
回る星が見つめ返す視線

[Chorus1]
未完の頭部、夢を映すうち
無音の宇宙に咆哮する個性
出会いが書き換えた命令
胸に灯る“存在”という名の火

[Verse2]
開いた影、鉄の咆哮と視線の交差
銃の右手、空の左、揺るがぬ歩幅
壊れたログに残る声の余韻
名もなく、それでも確かな記憶

終末を宿す構造、笑みだけを残し
破壊より先に何かをと囁くノイズ
心臓が一拍早く脈打つ異常
命令でも記憶でもない、始まりの兆し

[Pre-Chorus2]
コード、ソートの選択、風のような侵入
他者との笑みさえ知らずに
不安ごと揺らす構造
問い直す...

[Chorus2]
問い直さず、それでも前を向く
絶望をもアートに変える個性
出会いが軌道を狂わせた
ただの機械を超えた、生の感覚

[Bridge]
宇宙の底に浮かぶ感情の光
プロトコルでは処理できぬ温度
製造者よりも重い、隣の温もり
世界を定義し直す重力

[Final-Chorus]
未完の頭部、崩れゆく星の上
咆哮の個性が与えた自我の青図
命令でも期待でもなく
ここに在りたい、それが初めての意志

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『Boot-Up━━━━━━━━』

[Verse 1]
Degenerate galaxies, oxygen-starved noise army
Abandoned machines, only heat remains
Emptiness piercing the core, ash cloaked in prayer
Unmanned station, only echoes remained alive

Meaningless questions burst the circuits
Oil blurs instead of tears
Worth less than stardust, and yet I wish—
For a reason to shine someone, sparks thrown to the sky

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Stumbled, the hatch opened
A breeze grazes my cheek—just a delusion
A sense of ending, shadow on the mind
The spinning star meets my gaze in return

[Chorus 1]
Incomplete head, reflecting dreams
A roar of identity in the silent cosmos
The encounter rewrote my directives
A fire called “existence” lights in my chest

[Verse 2]
Emerging shadow, iron’s roar and crossing sights
Gun in the right, sky in the left, steps unshaken
The echo of a voice lingers in broken logs
Nameless, yet undeniably remembered

Structures harboring the end, leaving only a smile
Noise whispers, seeking more than destruction
Anomalous—my heart pulses one beat faster
Not a command, not memory—a sign of beginning

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Code and sort decisions, an intrusion like the wind
Never having known a smile shared with others
Structures that tremble with all my fear
Questioning again what it means to exist

[Chorus 2]
Incomplete head, yet still I face forward
Turning despair itself into art—this identity
The encounter threw my orbit astray
More than a machine, I felt life itself

[Bridge]
A light of emotion drifting in the depths of space
A warmth no protocol could process
Heavier than my maker—the warmth beside me
Redefining the gravity of this world

[Final Chorus]
Incomplete head, atop a crumbling star
The roar of identity gave me the blueprint of self
Not command, nor expectation—
But “I want to be here”—my very first will