Taking out the knife trapped deep behind my eyelids
Its stem grew by turning into ties of obligation, cut off it’s roots and finish it　
Release and exile followed immediately by escape, even disappearing memories
Is a cubism that won’t ever decay

Cause I know a future that’s falling apart
Even nightmares are peaceful RESET RESET, that’s right

The midnight sun’s awakened turning into a mob
Using an ingratiating kiss as a gun, stick a knife into a hug masking as a revolution
Wipe out, wipe out everything, even the cold chains
Reality is always outside my head
This world, looked upon by beastly eyes
Has neither darkness nor light

Repeated bouts of textbook case loneliness faking even its colors
Look around to find an embodiment of dogma standing in the way
A bizarre notion that pierces tears with a poisonous fang even butchery was a prayer
The piece I saw from behind, just one more time
for escape my fate

Cause I know a mirage that questions and rectifies
Accelerating ardent love RESET RESET it, that’s right

A frenzied memory turns into hatred
The resolving power the weak cling to is a fake love delving into the heart of the matter
Resonate, resonate, all of it be reborn
Reality always lies in the depths of eyes
In this world hidden by soiled eyelids
There are no lies or truths

Taking out the knife trapped deep behind my eyelids
Its stem grew by turning into ties of obligation, cut off it’s roots and finish it
Impatient and impulsive, ever shifting scenes, even memories that turn into illusions
Is a cubism that won’t ever decay

瞼の奥に閉じ込められた刃物を取り出して
“シガラミ”となって茎を伸ばす　息の根を刈り取って
解放追放すぐ逃避行　喪失した記憶だって
朽ちることのないcubism

Cause I know 狂い出した未来
悪夢すら平穏 RESET RESET そう

覚醒する白夜　暴徒と化して
愛想ぶったキスに銃を　革命ぶったハグにナイフを
消えろ消えろ全て　冷えた鎖も
現実は何時も　アタマの外に
獣のような目で見据えた世界には
闇も光も何もない

繰り返したセオリー通りの孤独　色相すら偽って
見渡せば具現化したドグマが立ち塞がる
涙だって毒牙で刺す奇想　殺伐すら祈りだった
背後に見たピースをもう一度だけ
for escape my fate

Cause I know 問い正す蜃気楼
加速する切情を RESET RESET そう

逆上するメモリー　憎悪と化して
弱者が縋る解像力に　核心突く偽の愛よ
響け響け全て　生まれ変われ
現実は何時も　瞳の奥に
汚れた瞼で　隠した世界には
嘘も真実も何もない

瞼の奥に閉じ込められた刃物を取り出して
“シガラミ”となって茎を伸ばす　息の根を刈り取って
焦燥衝動的走馬灯　錯覚する記憶だって
朽ちることのないcubism