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Music: DUSTCELL / dust_cell illustration & movie: ligton / ligton1225 ■ DUST CELL EMA / eumza1 Misumi / zeitms ■ 1st FULL ALBUM "SUMMIT" 2020.05.20 RELEASE CD sales site: https://kamitsubaki.booth.pm/items/19... Now on stream: https://lnk.to/dustcell_summit ■ Lyrics Stretched steel tower, crawling circular line Smashing the window glass Illegal state, the city with piling dust Back alleys, a pile of bills Ah it's going through my throats. Take away the locks and The days continuing to dream of you Exclusion, entertainment, logic I'm blue in the dust I'm still feeling numb Open my eyes and sew the sorrow While changing like a ghost Sympathetic, mutual love, what a delusion Piled up guilt and beating heart Laugh it out, love is an illusion Get drown in this dark night and go On this crazy night, I pray to the unforgettable love I'm drowning in this incomplete and vague recollections Spring breeze, rusted rail crossings, and all. I've forgotten everything about you I want to laugh at this unreasonable life Without salvation, the moon melts off. I walked away from the rail, looking down, pretending the strangeness, feeling drunk. Breathing in, breathing out, breathing in again, continuing to live. Childish obsession, delusional feelings, impatient anxieties, and all. Let them burn all up here. Let them return to the sea of ashes. If I could do that, how fortunate would it be? The changing 'me' Can't stay the same The unchanging 'you' Still sleeping at that place. This city without good or evil Flying foreign language, needles of shots Gloomy tower, moving puppet I just want to get drown without sanity Like a bucket without a base Even the life that can't be filled On this crazy night, I pray to the unforgettable love I'm drowning in this incomplete and vague recollections Anemones, red sirens, and all. I've forgotten everything about you Time has stopped on April afternoon without 'goodbyes' Without salvation, the moon fades away.