(星座の燦めき 象る花綵)
(御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼)
(星座の燦めき 象る花綵)
(御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼)
末枯れた蕁 薙ぎ倒す
知る由もない 待つ魂よ
お望みなら めぐらすわ
許多の夢 しどけなく
常しえに 常しえに
まなざしを灌がれ
曇夜の垂衣が 戦ぎ、凪いだ
糸遊の軀を 嫋やかに燻らすの
虫襖の葉叢へと 淪む日まで
淪む日まで
(星座の燦めき 象る花綵)
(御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼)
(星座の燦めき 象る花綵)
(御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼)
星座の燦めき 象る花綵
御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼
星座の燦めき 象る花綵
御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼
禰の龍 搖らめかす
知る由もない 待つ魂よ
お望みなら 逐いましょう
疾く翳した 奥城へ
常しえに 常しえに
まなざしを灌がれ
曇夜の垂衣が 戦ぎ、凪いだ
糸遊の軀を 嫋やかに燻らすの
虫襖の葉叢へと 淪む日まで
淪む日まで
(星座の燦めき 象る花綵)
(御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼)
(星座の燦めき 象る花綵)
(御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼)
星座の燦めき 象る花綵
御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼
星座の燦めき 象る花綵
御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼
常しえに 常しえに
まなざしを灌がれ
曇夜の垂衣が 戦ぎ、凪いだ
糸遊の軀を 嫋やかに燻らすの
虫襖の葉叢へと 淪む日まで
淪む日まで
眩く風 ひと煽ぎ
紊れ落ちる 氷鏡の或
言の葉なき 頌えごと
柳の髪 吹き捩る
眩く風 ひと煽ぎ
紊れ落ちる 氷鏡の或
言の葉なき 頌えごと
柳の髪 吹き捩る
(星座の燦めき 象る花綵)
(御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼)
(星座の燦めき 象る花綵)
(御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼)
星座の燦めき 象る花綵
御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼
星座の燦めき 象る花綵
御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼
(星座の燦めき 象る花綵)
(御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼)
(星座の燦めき 象る花綵)
(御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼)
(星座の燦めき 象る花綵)
(御告の呪い 啜り哭く萼)
(星座の燦めき 象る花綵...)
- Lyricist
thommofonia
- Composer
thommofonia
- Producer
thommofonia
- Mixing Engineer
thommofonia
- Mastering Engineer
thommofonia
- Graphic Design
thommofonia
- Synthesizer
thommofonia
- Vocals
Shaohei
- Background Vocals
Shaohei
- Piano
thommofonia
- Songwriter
thommofonia
Listen to Araki No Miya (feat. Shaohei) [naked] by thommofonia
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- 1
Ève (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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- 2
Noëls (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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- 3
Trail Memory (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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- 4
Chasing me (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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- 5
Naming you (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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- 6
My Own Magic (feat. iunna) [naked]
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- 7
Whoever's Been Gone Is (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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- 8
Ýrr (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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- 9
Rejoin (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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Araki No Miya (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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- 11
La Mersonnalité (naked)
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The things I had done to hold myself together, to protect myself, may have somehow become like thorns that prevented my flow.
Some time has passed since the release of the first album, "Arbores," and I feel things being pulled away from me and these songs being further freed from me (us), while at the same time, I feel roots growing deep within me.
Looking back on my trajectory that has spun "arbores (naked)," I can see a secret flicker of light. What I am pursuing may be something that naturally exists within myself. Presumably, when trying to represent something, the only thing I can do is not to interfere with the flow.
While seemingly it would appear that I am cultivating my aesthetic language in solitude, as I pass through the emotions that thrust me through, I sense the undercurrent coming from the only fountainhead.
What does music desire from human beings?