歌词:Ninth Syntax (아홉)

• 歌词语言：英文

	blurred out snowdrifts coming to a close, bootup is as farce's prose
	using wires and wrenches, asking gamigin much to my chagrin
	the rigid-shaped tools that i've carried around feel distant and blasted from mine
	just how many handcuffs and jaunted mettles inside can you find?
	it's apparent to the brim when i'm quavering coldly
	this bubble's got no place for me, i know it boldly
	all of the confections, superficial savory bile
	prancing of compliance is the gambit's speed dial
	eternal prison, thanks for your wisdom
	surely you know i'm chastised by her zeitnot
	disallowed to ride the charade of a spreadshot
	pen's rot, the lighter fluid packed instead, it is cum
	oil trembles at the fraudulent friends
	don't prove the slash of the flesh that rends
	spearhead the cap battling the north wind
	and i'll embody the vessel of the skinned
	i be pouring down tears at my clawed hull
	if the expy expiration comes up dull
	sleet pours down on the depths of the blunder
	this bubble's got a padlock, permission to wonder
	frozen promises to top off, your "son" here is getting soft
	disappear from my sight servants of the blackwell loft
	do feel free to let me be by the discarded debris and gray sea
	if you desire the peace of a less-infested meet
	a breeze hurls louder, it's a bliss blue sensory
	delusions warm enough to swap the freezer for a sweltry
	unpleasant as it stands but as comforting as the air
	for its momentary, lavish solitude is deftly rare