Showing posts with label Composer: Yamaji. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Composer: Yamaji. Show all posts

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Astral Domination - やまじ



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Upload Date: 2014.10.09
Original Upload Date: 2012.03.06
Vocals: 鏡音リン・レン - Kagamine Rin & Len appends
Composer: やまじ - Yamaji
Movie: しづ - Shidzu
Mastering: 友達募集P - TomodachiBoshūP

Author's Comments
A certain ascendancy and angels, was that fiction or reality?

Astral Domination

Ah,
within the
purple-colored light
sways a UFO.
Dreams are awakening.
The demise reflected in my eyes
at half past five in the morning.
You're a UFO.
Is that normal?

So merciless it's astounding.
Inorganic hearts.
They dive into the dark.

Within sound,
I soar away
and shake the cosmos.
The inside of my head is
translucent.
Countless civilizations (stars)
that are vanishing
with no way to achieve.
The confusion it creates.
See if you can stop it.


I hid you.
I hid you somewhere,
in hope that you wouldn't drown in the sea of my memory.
I searched for you.
I forgot myself.
Even I'm an alien, see.
The promise vanished.

I hid you. I forgot you.
Your appearance in history
is
an
illusion
that I created--


Stabbing at shining lines,
I peer into secrets.
With gaze-sensing telepathy,
your words etch into my ears.
A program that challenges
and risks hurting bodies.
Grey sensations. Collapse error.
Beginning to fall into disarray,
the rhythm of purpose.

Within the crumbling town,
I looked upside-down.
The time of the end
is upon this earth (planet)--
A place of promise that can't be ended
nor permitted.
Let's make it end now.


That world that I saw through a sidelong glance
is so blue it's miraculous,
      (When I can see love,)
and those wings that I spilled
are like those angels' that I once heard of.
      (I will change.)

Now,
if this hand gets through,
I bet I'll vanish.
I bet I'll vanish along with that
that hand of yours in the cosmos.
Although the future we want to see isn't there,
only the memories we want to kill
expand in the narrow cosmos,
and are the bursting
Astral Domination.

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

CoralZ - やまじ



Upload Date: 2014.10.17
Original Upload Date: 2013.04.25
Vocals: 鏡音リン - Kagamine Rin
Composer: やまじ - Yamaji
Illustrator: No.734
Movie: えむめろ - Emumelo
Mastering: redo

CoralZ

You're giving tears to the maddening cosmos.
There's no reason anywhere--
The longings of night waves. The spiral I could hardly remember
Changed completely into a storm.

Before I open my eyes--

The phantasy that's starting to break.
Who's fault is it?
suicide
I lose sight of abnormality in the divine protection of the oppression
Of the invisible others.
Beat it to the punch quick.
syncopation
I can laugh at unforgivable times,
Since the future will come.

The circus is how life is.
The backstabbing that I haven't even seen
Is the voices that shake up heads--
How are you guys?
Your consciousnesses that a thorny
Sound is dyed into fade.

It could explode so much
That I would be unable to tame it
With only my methods, see.
Pressured pulsations.

In the case there's
An ending to this game,
There'll be no tomorrow for this body
That is torn to pieces by side effects.
If my face reflects on the sharpened blade
Like a colored reef,
My memory will vanish.

I continued to yearn
For thornless words,
And the sound of the sea's roar
Totally dried up too.

Before I open my eyes,
Shut me in with your hands, would you.

The heart I could see
That was so excessively clean
That I'd be killed before I withered and vanished
In the broken world.
Carve with cold eyes.
syncopation
Destroy the unforgivable times
And sit on the throne.

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

美しき果実 - やまじ

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Upload Date: 04/18/13
Vocals: 鏡音リン - Kagamine Rin
Composer: やまじ - Yamaji
Illustrator: 456
Movie: potako
Mastering: 友達募集P - TomodachiBoshūP

Beautiful Fruit

The magic country that I was yearning
Is God's garden. It becomes reality.

More and more people come swarming to the smell that pricks their noses
And are filling it up with comatose love today too.

I was flinging away the petals of a half-bloomed flower,
Remembered before I was born,
And murmured expressionlessly that it wasn't a gift
To only live beautifully.

The decayed roots that were fed by the rain
Don't at all think of being saved.
Look no longer at my name
That was carved into a discolored mural.

The existence of the respiration that had stopped
Rejoiced your life only,
And the gunpowder smoke too that showed nausea
Showed its face so as to sneer.
Words that start to overflow and the ABCs spelled in a notebook.
Is picking up emotions that are taken
No notice of a kindness, do you think?

It sprouted at the bottom of a half-bloomed flower.
The vibrant fruit being ignored,
It curled up its body and slept like a prince
Who had worn colorless clothes.

I've lived with you forever.
Something like a farewell is so lonely.

That light that shined at the bottom of the sky
Ripening the beautiful fruit,
The petals of a half-bloomed flower are blown
And whirled up into the past for your sake.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

エートスの暗礁より - やまじ



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Upload Date: 07/23/12
Vocals: 鏡音レン - Kagamine Len
Composer: やまじ - Yamaji
Movie: ハイスピード藤森 - Haisupeedo Fujimori

Author's Comments
"I remember it by curious things, as scenery of the distant long ago."

From the Reef of Ethos

If I look, within the common world, is a dystopia going to be investigated.
I looked at the blurred image in you.

I feared even a thing like someday scooping out, with my ice-like fingertips,
My solitude that pretends to be waves; I had my eyes closed.

Orange that floats in blue. This place is my mental world.
I wonder if you remember. The wish whose shape I forgot.

Since I was drowning, my consciousness dissolved.

The nights that I pretended to apologize to God piled up expressionless days;
I say to you who sends the hail: "Let's go back to that one time."

The crescent moon. Monochrome. The evening landscape. The sea's voice. Crossing over fences.
Our hair that got wet from submersion from knocking over buckets.

Since it overflows, there is no meaning to a lid.

The door that opens with a key of ice. From the reef of Ethos that connects us,
Before my projected self awakens, make the moon shine with weeded-out words.