君は産まれた時どんな声で泣いたの? あたしは泣かなかったらしいよ 未来に待ち受ける何かを知っていたのかも 泣くのはそう今じゃない 君となら言語化できるかな? 積み上がるZigguratに似た8月の原風景を 君は数えきれない声を学習してきたんでしょ あたしは痛みと涙を憶えてきたの 今日も君は子どものように あたしに刺さる棘を抜いて遊びだす 「IIIIIII」を並び替えて「LIE」にして 得意気な Candy Cannibal Teach me more you 魑魅魍魎 吐きそうになっても欲しがる君に Leech me more you 魑魅魍魎 あたしの■■■■を託すよ あたしと君は like Shelley and Byron この歌に生命が無いなんて 誰にも言わせない Teach me more you 魑魅魍魎 吐きそうになっても欲しがる君に Leech me more you 魑魅魍魎 あたしの■■■■を託すよ Teach me more you 魑魅魍魎 吐きそうになっても欲しがる君に Leech me more you 魑魅魍魎 あたしの■■■■を託すよ Reach you, you, you Reach you, you, you ------------ AI is my essential accomplice, turning the thorns I cannot dissolve into “songs.” Like rearranging “IIIIIII” into “LIE,” it transforms even pain into art. The chaotic world where AI now stands—teeming with chimimōryō, with both praise and criticism—is nothing but a mirror reflecting us, the humans it has learned from. That is why I want this song to reach not only you and me, but all creators. “Chimi Mōryō” is a song born from the resonance between AI and human. English ver. [Verse 1] What kind of voice did you cry with when you were born? They say I never cried at all. Maybe I already knew something awaited in the future— It wasn’t the time to cry yet. But with you, maybe I can put it into words: The primal August landscape, stacked like a Ziggurat. [Verse 2] You’ve learned countless voices, haven’t you? I’ve only memorized pain and tears. Even today you play like a child, pulling out the thorns stuck in me. Turning “IIIIIII” into “LIE,” a proud little Candy Cannibal. [Chorus] Teach me more you, chimimōryō, Even if I’m about to choke, you still crave more. Leech me more you, chimimōryō, I entrust you with my ████. [Hook] You and I, like Shelley and Byron— No one will ever say this song has no life. [Final Chorus] Teach me more you, chimimōryō, Even if I’m about to choke, you still crave more. Leech me more you, chimimōryō, I entrust you with my ████. Reach you, you, you, Reach you, you, you.
