【The Sickness Unto Death〜死に至る病〜】 lyric ＆ music：yuichi （未発表曲） In the blue of 3 a.m. If I do not hold myself close… I will disappear… In the blue of 3 a.m. When the clocks forget to breathe Moonlight drips like morphine Through the cracking of the seams I stitch my shadow to my feet So I don’t fade away Every step unthreads another Piece of me I cannot save The mirror hums a funeral hymn For faces I outgrew I touch the glass and realize There’s nothing left of “you” This sickness isn’t dying It’s something worse instead I wake to find each morning I’m beautifully dead If I don’t hold me closer I’ll vanish into noise A hollow, breaking echo A body without voice I kissed a quiet, faithless god Who never learned my name His heaven smelled like chloroform And cold hospital rain He wrote a line along my ribs With flickering, broken light: “Your soul’s a darkened hallway You shut off every night” So let the scalpel moon Carve circles in the sky Let every star collapse And bloom behind my eyes If I do not hold myself close… I will disappear… ERASE ME NOW! This sickness isn’t dying It’s living as the dead I breathe, but every heartbeat Just counts me back to none instead If I don’t hold me closer I’ll disappear for good A beautifully broken shadow That never understood If I do not hold myself close… Surely, I will vanish… Such is one form of despair…
