Speed to Masatsu

[00:16.35] Lit up by the half-dead street lights

[00:18.73] The shadows of people flicker on and off

[00:21.38] With the smell of rubber and moisture in the air

[00:24.30] There's too much talk to call this silence

[00:26.96] Therefore, my point of view can't stay fixed

[00:29.35] Slips over the stars and switches on to the northeast

[00:32.01] Moths gather, but it's futile anyway

[00:34.66] They'll burn down in their dreams, and there'll be nothing left

[00:38.65] A ticket with no destination

[00:41.31] An evening scenery at the end this life

[00:43.97] Take me fast, to the wasteland

[00:46.62] At the other side of the earth

[00:49.27] Dog bones in the garden at summer,

[00:51.93] Dates marked on piles of corpses

[00:54.85] I'll step on all that to head for tomorrow,

[00:57.52] With the notes of bronchitis

[01:00.16] Sing until you spit up blood

[01:02.83] The cold winds from the northern mountains

[01:05.48] Radiates all around

[01:08.43] And even the flowers blooming there

[01:09.49] Is allowed to blaspheme

[01:20.65] I clicked my tongue at this town

[01:23.30] -No, it's the town that clicked its tongue

[01:25.86] There's a system of myths of the children in the sandbox,

[01:28.52] And a god dwells in each grain of the sand

[01:31.44] I get tangled, in this inseparable sociality

[01:33.57] I cross over carelessly and spit at them

[01:36.22] I close myself up and doubt the afterlife

[01:38.88] I'll burn down in an unsightly way, and there'll be nothing left

[01:43.13] On the division point of beasts and men

[01:45.79] Silver flies swarm around life

[01:48.44] Sperms make a pilgrimage to sacred grounds

[01:51.09] It's too early to die in the snowfall

[01:53.75] A love hotel along the highway

[01:56.41] In the chaste twilight

[01:59.07] With loss of words in dawn

[02:01.72] The end of world is stammering

[02:04.39] I choke as I swallow it down

[02:07.04] The curtain drips with dew

[02:09.69] Now life burns down

[02:12.36] On the road is a winter galaxy

[02:25.36] Straddling on the back of a truck, the years passed by

[02:30.41] Flipped over at an intersection, and shed blood

[02:36.78] As I watched it out the window, I heard the crackling sound of life burning

[02:47.67] Speed and friction, sending off sparks

[02:52.98] Speed and friction, burning my organs

[02:59.62] There's a departing whistle in my body

[03:02.28] Blood is my escape route

[03:04.94] Whenever I set out on a journey and come closer

[03:07.59] Why does it drift farther away?

[03:10.26] I scream with increased irritation

[03:12.91] Today's scenery is fractured

[03:15.56] A piece of it pierces the ground

[03:18.22] February is an innocent shipwreck

[03:21.41] Speed and friction, burning my organs.