(feat. Sam Jacobs of The Afterimage)
The crowd who overflows in front
I push them aside by force and start running
You join me together linearly and cause every action
Your words tempt me into the space of the different dimension. The passage of time is stable with uniformity
How do you make an end?
How do you write in it?
It is entrusted to all myself
I stop and think about that
As if I am floating in the air
I shut mind calmly
Space is warped
It is not imagination
The feelings occur at the same time like a layer and mingle
You put away my feelings in a box
And can you send it to the different dimension space?
Can you regain feelings from the different dimension space?
I hear a sound that order collapses
What is seen in the outside of the chaos?