Silent measures fracture the air Uncounted beats drifting nowhere Polished echoes scrape the dark A perfect shape begins to crack Velvet prayers worn to the bone Fingertips trace a fragile tone Every touch distorts the frame Clean intentions lose their name Arranged in lines, aligned too tight Symmetry choking out the light The closer it gets to flawless design The faster the surface splits in time Shadows stretch without a sound Pulse awakens underground Breath collides with fading grace Tension carving empty space Fractured form in violent bloom Shattered notes ignite the room Fragments falling, burning slow Heat remains where silence broke Bleeding harmony, distorted core Cracks reveal what beauty’s for Fractured form, unfinished flame Breaking free from perfect shape Ordered chaos, sterile skies Glass reflections multiply Footsteps sink beneath the floor Uncollected voices pour The map redraws itself in scars Measured collapse, dismantled arcs Every error left in sight Becomes the axis of the night Veins of sound begin to race Time unravels, tempo bends Closed eyes tremble, counting wrong Memory hums between the tones Fractured form in violent bloom Shattered notes ignite the room Fragments falling, burning slow Heat remains where silence broke Bleeding harmony, distorted core Cracks reveal what beauty’s for Fractured form, unfinished flame Breaking free from perfect shape Unvoiced bars collapse in time Broken chords refuse resolve Strings decay, then scream in steel Falling gods begin to feel 崩れた構図 夜に溶け 余熱だけが 次を描く Muted screams inside the score Beauty leaks from every flaw No return to polished lines Only pulse, only alive Fractured form, relentless rise Shards of sound rewrite the sky Nothing pure, nothing sealed Every wound begins to feel Bleeding harmony, living core Cracks expand what art ignores Fractured form, unending tone Breaking worlds to make them whole Silent measures fracture again Countless beats refuse an end What was broken still resounds In distorted, breathing sound
