檻の中の遊戯

=Lyrics=  「4番目の記憶」

薔薇を想わせる緋色(ローズレッド)の口紅(ルージュ)　唇には嘘吐きな約束を

昇り詰めて崩れ堕ちた　その夜に花束を･･･

「檻の中の遊戯」

寂れた洋館　追い詰めた壁際　美しき獲物

「檻の中の遊戯」

軋む床　浮き上がる身体　月明かり差し込む窓辺･･･

細い頸に絡みついた　浅黒い指先が

食い込んでも離さないで　最期まで抱いていた･･･

「檻の中の遊戯」

仄蒼い庭　錆付いたスコップ　花を敷き詰めた棺

「檻の中の遊戯」

突然の閃光　歪んだ銃声　眩い環状の終端(ループエンド)･･･

あの悲鳴(うたごえ)は葡萄酒(ワイン)のように

罪は月夜より甘く

堕ちてゆくは狂気(ルナ)を孕んで

闇を照らし躍らせる･･･

煌く瞬間(とき)の宝石(いし)を　集めては打ち砕く

忘れるまで思い出して　失うまで逃がさない･･･

「檻の中の遊戯」

歪な螺旋　幾度目かの覚醒　あの笑い声が響く

「檻の中の遊戯」

早くしなければ　また夜が明けてしまう

もう一度この手で彼女を･･･

「懐かしい屋根裏の調べ」

追憶は甘い果実　水面に揺れる淡い月のように

檻の外へ手を伸ばしても　滑り堕ちる針は止められない

蛹はいづれ蝶になると知り　逃げないよう羽を毟る

せめて愛し合った証が欲しい　永遠に消えない傷痕を･･･

「忘レモノハ在リマセンカ…？」

法が統べる檻の中で

終われない悪夢(ゆめ)を視ている

愛しい女性(ひと)を永遠(とわ)に渡り

殺め続ける物語･･･

「その檻の中にいるのは誰？」

 The Fourth Memory…

[Rose Red] colored Lipstick [Rouge], A liar's promise on lips

A bouquet of flowers to the night that has risen just to crumble away...

The Game Within the Cage...

An abandoned mansion, breathtakingly beautiful prey pushed against the wall...

The Game Within the Cage...

A creaking bed, A body arching back, Moonlight shimmers against the windowsill…

Tan fingertips wrapped around a thin neck

Don't let go even if they leave marks, but stay embraced until the end…

The Game Within the Cage...

A pale blue garden, a rusty Shovel [Scoop], a coffin covered in flowers...

The Game Within the Cage...

A sudden spark, the warped sound of a gunshot, a brilliant [Loop End]...

That Screaming [Singing] voice was very similar to wine, sin is much sweeter than a moonlit night

The falling song embraced Madness [Luna], which illuminates darkness, turning it into a dance…

Gathering glittering jewels of Dear Moments [Time] and smashing them

Keep on remembering, until you forget,

You're not allowed to escape till you've lost it…

The Game Within the Cage...

A warped spiral, the umpteenth awakening, that same laughter resounds...

The Game Within the Cage...

If I don't hurry daylight shall shine again.

Once again, I'll use these hands to make her...

The nostalgic melody of the attic...

Recollection, much like a sweet fruit, can be compared to the faint moon that shimmers on the surface of the water

Even if I stretch my hand outside of the cage, the clock's slipping hands will never stop

Knowing that the chrysalis will eventually morph into a butterfly, I cut its wings off so it won't escape

At the very least, I desire proof that our love existed, a never fading Scar...

Perhaps you have forgotten something...?

Within this cage where law reigns supreme

Nightmares [Dreams] never cease to be seen

The Story of continuously murdering a Beloved Woman [Person]

shall continue for eternity...

Who is inside that cage?