[Verse 1 - Tight Aggressive Delivery] The streets forgot the sound of morning. No footsteps. No voices. Only the walls breathing. 壁の中。 ナニカガ、 イル。 Every shadow bends. Every reflection fractures. I see a face. Not mine. [Pre-Chorus - Rising Tension, No Melodic Lift] Don't follow. Don't listen. The silence moves. ここにいる。 [Chorus - Full Speed Aggressive Flow, Rapid Vocal Attack, No Sustained Notes] The thing beneath my skin was never waiting in the darkness. It was already carving its existence into every fragment of my memory. Before my first breath. Before my first thought. Before I could understand the shape moving inside. 血が騒ぐ。 肉が覚える。 My memories collapse as something ancient tears through the boundary of flesh and consciousness. Every step I take becomes another path toward the thing waiting beneath my name. I cannot discern if I discovered the hidden truth— or if the hidden truth discovered me. The hunter falls. The shape awakens. [Verse 2 - Tight Aggressive Delivery] The cathedral falls. Stone breaks. The bells scream. No answer. 獣の気配。 近い。 Too close. Another heartbeat. Not mine. Another voice. Not mine. [Pre-Chorus - Rising Tension, No Melodic Lift] No escape. No return. The shape remains. 目を開けろ。 [Chorus - Full Speed Aggressive Flow, Rapid Vocal Attack, No Sustained Notes] The thing beneath my skin was never waiting in the darkness. It was already carving its existence into every fragment of my memory. Before my first breath. Before my first thought. Before I could understand the shape moving inside. 血が騒ぐ。 肉が覚える。 My memories collapse as something ancient tears through the boundary of flesh and consciousness. Every step I take becomes another path toward the thing waiting beneath my name. I cannot discern if I discovered the hidden truth— or if the hidden truth discovered me. The hunter falls. The shape awakens. [Bridge - Dark Riff Continues, No Tempo Change] No voice. No face. No origin. Only movement. Only change. 私は、 まだ、 いる。 [Final Attack - Maximum Speed, Same Tempo, No Slowdown] The shape beneath my skin was never born. It existed before memory. Before identity. Before the first name I carried. Every thought fractures. Every fear transforms. 血の記憶。 肉の奥。 The boundary collapses. The flesh breaks. The mind fractures. The shape takes control.
