It's frozen world.
The people keep on losing the past.
The world is like a grave.
色を失った世界は
全てに対して
喪に服す
降り積もる
真っ白な記憶達。
凍てつく指は
染めることさえできない。
It's frozen world.
The people keep on losing the past.
The world is like a grave.
引き摺った鎖は
何処から繋がり
何処へ向かう?
繋がれた心が
何になるか
何を創るか
ただ亡骸を見つめ
亡骸の自分を探し
何かを亡くして
喪に服す。
It's frozen world.
The people keep on losing the past.
The world is like a grave.
It's dead world.
The people keep on losing sight of reality.
The world is like chain gang.