

These wings of mine, they finally snapped Slid through the air and hit the ground with a crack Shattered into pieces, a pathetic display Watching my essence just drifting away
"I can’t fly anymore" — the truth is a blade Tearing through my chest, where the memories fade
Where are the shadows I used to fly beside? The cerulean blue has nowhere left to hide Those days in the sky, just a ghost in my head The fire in my spirit is turning into lead
I don’t cry, I don’t scream, I’ve found my way The world has shifted, and so have I Different horizons, a different sun That’s all there is. What’s done is done
The wind used to be my oldest friend Now it only mocks the scars that won’t mend I reach for the heights, for the light I once knew But my fingers only grasp the dirt and the dew
The "leader" you followed? He’s buried in dust Corroded by time, consumed by the rust Don’t look for me here, in this hollow shell I’m learning the language of this silent hell
No more blue. No more light. But the pain, it left a seed in my hand It didn't say a word, it just let me know Where I stand, and where I need to go
I don’t cry, I don’t scream, I’ve found my way The world has shifted, and so have I Through the scars, I finally see the truth The pain gave me back what I lost in my youth
Different worlds. But the air feels real now. The pain told me everything. That’s all. Just... that’s all
- Lyricist
YAIMU NAOTO
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Broken but Awake
YAIMU NAOTO
[General Overview] An English-language alternative track that captures the stark contrast between "silence" and "passion." The song opens with a delicate piano solo and evolves into a dramatic climax, where intense distortion synthesizers erupt like an overflow of raw emotion.
[Concept] The theme is the "truth" discovered at the end of a fall. The solitude one faces when wings are broken and former brilliance is lost. Yet, it is that inescapable pain that awakens a dormant instinct.
"There is no more need to fly. I am standing right here."
Instead of grieving over despair, this song captures the moment of "Awakening"a cold, clear-eyed recognition of one's own reality. The ethereal female vocals sing of a fragile yet powerful will, inviting the listener into a deep state of contemplation.



