The Calm Before The Storm - Somnium de Lycoris.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : iori
[00:01.000] 作曲 : MaRI
[00:46.350]Words are disappearing from our finite world
[00:50.100]When we bereft words, subsistence will be tinguished
[00:53.730]From the age of signified to the age of signifier
[00:57.720]Reality itself becomes a falsehood
[01:28.020]The mordant humor of this absurdity is that I am irrationally rational
[01:33.930]Some obscure discourses give the impression that this is just an experience similar to a revelation
[01:41.100]Onomatomania and Desiderium
[01:57.450]Clutching at embittered straws again when logic ceased to breathe
[02:03.750]Ambisinistrous or Ambidextrous
[02:09.180]I'll put lipstick on that afterimage before she disappears
[02:16.890]Hanging on to what is left, the remainder of our lives
[02:23.520]All that noise has disappeared, beyond the haze and fog
[03:57.840]Without language, thought is a vague, uncharted nebula, here are no pre-existing ideas
[04:04.140]Twisting instincts into primitive communication, life collides with life while synapses scream in agony
[04:25.440]Benedicence and Hiraeth
[04:28.230]I've gone to the end of the world on the wings of words
[04:37.890]Felicificability and Alveary
[04:39.330]Whether or not the soul has already left the vessel
[04:46.920]For every falsehood that’s trying to perpetuate
[04:53.280]The inability to trust anything to the distant future
[05:02.490]Benedicence and Hiraeth
[05:05.280]Consign to oblivion the changing of seasons
[05:12.300]Ambisinistrous and Ambidextrous
[05:16.890]Staring past the horizon, at the void which is my past

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作词 : iori
作曲 : MaRI
Words are disappearing from our finite world
When we bereft words, subsistence will be tinguished
From the age of signified to the age of signifier
Reality itself becomes a falsehood
The mordant humor of this absurdity is that I am irrationally rational
Some obscure discourses give the impression that this is just an experience similar to a revelation
Onomatomania and Desiderium
Clutching at embittered straws again when logic ceased to breathe
Ambisinistrous or Ambidextrous
I'll put lipstick on that afterimage before she disappears
Hanging on to what is left, the remainder of our lives
All that noise has disappeared, beyond the haze and fog
Without language, thought is a vague, uncharted nebula, here are no pre-existing ideas
Twisting instincts into primitive communication, life collides with life while synapses scream in agony
Benedicence and Hiraeth
I've gone to the end of the world on the wings of words
Felicificability and Alveary
Whether or not the soul has already left the vessel
For every falsehood that’s trying to perpetuate
The inability to trust anything to the distant future
Benedicence and Hiraeth
Consign to oblivion the changing of seasons
Ambisinistrous and Ambidextrous
Staring past the horizon, at the void which is my past