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Avant Story

不思議な力で 引き寄せ合って みんなの想いが
重なったあの日々 喜びと悲しみの道を
夢中で駆け抜けた アバンストーリー

これは偶然じゃなくて 「想定」さえも許さぬ
まして必然でもない 独善の美学
多次元的な構図で フェイクを振りかざして
まるで挑発するように 空の色も欺く

I am to the new world order その天気は
God will come down to the world 激しい荒れ模様で
北東からの風向き 迫り来るタイムリミット
Once again 失った命の為 僕らはもう逃げたりはしない

それは未来と過去を繋ぐ 目には見えない何かが
「執念」とさえ呼べる強さで
宇宙を漂うチリよりも 微少なる可能性を
信じるキミのその 真っ直ぐな瞳
だから誓うよ このバトンを守ると

まるでシンクロニシティ 意識の同調性
神を挑発するように再起動された
人工的な知能はありえないスピードで
自ら拡張を遂げ ゲームがまた始まる

I am to the new world order その先には
God will come down to the world 完全なる支配へ
まやかしのプロパガンダ 不変から逃げる時間
Once again 既視感じゃ打ち消せない
まるで触れられない残像

それは想像すら及ばぬ 何千何万回と
繰り返された 無限コンティニュー
奇跡のように君と出会い 僕たちを一つに結ぶ
まるで世界線が意志を持つように
フェードラインをなぞるように 導く

それは未来と過去を繋ぐ 目には見えない何かが
執念とさえ呼べる強さで
宇宙を漂うチリよりも 微少なる可能性を
信じるキミのその真っ直ぐな瞳
だから誓うよ このバトンを守ると

Avant Story

By some strange force, we were drawn together, my love
Our thoughts and feelings intertwined in those days,
Filled with joy and sorrow, we ran eagerly through it all

This was not by chance, nor was it something that could be predicted
It is an aesthetic of self-righteousness, not of necessity
Using a multidimensional structure, they brandish deception
As if in provocation, they even trick the color of the sky

I am of the new world order, and the weather
That God will come down to the world is violently stormy
The wind is coming from the northeast, the time limit approaches
Once again, we will not run away, for the lives that were lost

Something invisible connects the future and the past
With an intensity that could even be called obsession
Do you believe in the infinitesimally small possibility
That floats through the universe like dust?
I swear to you that I will guard this baton

It is like synchronicity, the alignment of consciousness
As if provoking God, it has been rebooted
Artificial intelligence expands itself with incredible speed
And the game begins again

I am of the new world order, and beyond that
God will come down to the world, to complete domination
Illusory propaganda, time running from the unchanging
Once again, a déjà vu that cannot be dispelled
Like an intangible afterimage

It's something that can't even be imagined
Repeated thousands, even millions of times
Infinitely prolonged, and then, miraculously, I met you
As if the world line had a will of its own
Leading us, tracing the fade line

Something invisible connects the future and the past
With an intensity that could even be called obsession
Do you believe in the infinitesimally small possibility
That floats through the universe like dust?
I swear to you that I will guard this baton