Description: ｜路地裏シナプス — First Contact. これはまだ彼女が、Decoderになる前の物語。 誰も気づかない路地裏で、彼女は眠った信号に触れた。 音ではない。言葉でもない。 ただ、何かが身体の中へ流れ込む。 その一瞬、 言葉でも映像でもない信号が、身体の中を走り始める。 その瞬間から、すべてが始まった。—— This is the story of her life before she became a Decoder. In a back alley where no one noticed, she touched a dormant signal. It wasn’t a sound. It wasn’t a word. It was simply something flowing into her body. In that instant, a signal—neither words nor images—began to race through her body. From that moment on, it all began. —— ──────────── Lyrics | English ↓ ──────────── “This is the story before the Back Alley Synapse was discovered.” “Before anyone noticed the signal. Before anyone gave it a name.” “Tokyo Underground City.” ────── [Verse: Quiet Nocturnal flow] 誰も知らない CODEで話す街 夜に溶けて 流れてく Neon through the silence 見えない光 静かな夜を すり抜ける No name, No voice ただ何かが Moving ────── 濡れた路面 Neon dripping 消えては流れる Fading lights 閉じたシャッター 眠るセンサー 足元をすべる Small noise 路地は曲がる また曲がる Tracing the path 角の向こうに 何かがいる 距離がほどけて 景色が Shifting ふと立ち止まる 壁の奥で わずかな Flicker 音じゃない 気配だけ 黒い影が こちらを見てる ────── 壁に触れた その一瞬... [Synapse Pulse Stream] .. ..| .:| ::... |.::...|.|..:::..... ────── いま...聞こえた？ No... not sound 音じゃない 奥から流れてく 小さな pulse 揺れて 巡って “No language. No image.” 知らない 変数が 身体の中へ ────── Don't decode it 感じて Don't name it そのまま 流れて Synapse... Synapse... 軌跡を辿る Nerves 駆け巡る Neural current ────── [Verse : Signals through the body flow] 眠った Terminal Black screen 失効した ID まだ 残ってる 使われない Port 暗闇で Waiting 触れた場所から Static rain, Digital ghosts Wire の中をすべってく 過去の何かが奥へ... (奥へ...) 伝わって ただ流れてる あたまの奥へ ────── 身体を... Tracing the nerves... Neural current... (through the body...) 信号は曲がる 壁をぬける No way forward No way back ¨Brain stream...¨ ────── Don't decode it 感じて Don't name it Let it flow 答えはない Resonance Code Synapse... Synapse... まだ流れてる── 何かが残る 誰も気づかないまま Still moving 路地の奥へ さらに奥へ まだ流れてる── ────── “The Black Cat's ears pricked up sharply...” Inside her Synapse… ────── Tokyo Underground City ── 路地裏シナプス “A signal forgotten in the back alleys has begun to sound once more...” [End] ──────────── Lyrics English ──────────── “This is the story before the Back Alley Synapse was discovered.” “Before anyone noticed the signal. Before anyone gave it a name.” “Tokyo Underground City.” ────── [Verse: Quiet Nocturnal Flow] A city speaking in codes no one knows Dissolving into the night, drifting away Neon through the silence An invisible light Slipping through the quiet night No name, no voice Just something Moving ────── Wet pavement, neon dripping Fading in and flowing away, fading lights Closed shutters, sleeping sensors Small noises sliding beneath my feet The alley turns, then turns again Tracing the path Something waits beyond the corner Distance unravels, the scenery shifts I suddenly stop A faint flicker behind the wall Not a sound, just a presence A black shadow watching me ────── I touched the wall For just a moment… [Synapse Pulse Stream] .. ..| .:| ::… |.::…|.|..:::….. ────── Did you hear that…? No… not a sound Something flows from deep within A tiny pulse Shivering, circulating “No language. No image.” Unknown variables Entering my body ────── Don’t decode it — feel it Don’t name it — let it flow Synapse… Synapse… Tracing the paths of nerves Neural currents racing through ────── [Verse: Signals Through the Body Flow] A dormant terminal Black screen An expired ID Still remains An unused port Waiting in the darkness From the point of contact, static rain Digital ghosts Sliding through the wires Something from the past travels deeper… (deeper…) Passing through, simply flowing on Into the depths of my mind ────── Through my body… Tracing the nerves… Neural current… (through the body…) The signal bends Passing through the walls No way forward No way back “Brain stream…” ────── Don’t decode it — feel it Don’t name it — let it flow No answers, only resonance code Synapse… Synapse… Still flowing── Something remains Unnoticed by anyone Still moving Deeper into the alley Further into the depths Still flowing── ────── “The black cat’s ears pricked up sharply…” Inside her Synapse… ────── Tokyo Underground City ── Back Alley Synapse “A signal forgotten in the back alleys has begun to sound once more…” [End]
