Lyricist : 妹尾泰隆

Composer : 妹尾泰隆

Once you've done spelling the yell,

I'll be falling further into the murk,

The clock is ticking in the dark,

The rabbits are not guiding us,

Fools fold their hands,

The birds are singing lullabies,

Hanging the sword of Damocles,

Oh,can you hear me now?

They are lurking under the sleeve,

I was too scared to see my things,

Crawling in a reflector to my crave,

Please sing your song loudly,

So that I can hear you,

Break it down or stare at the imagery,

If you're still waiting the rabbit for you,

Her voice tastes like a checkerboard,

The Humpty won't sing like your storyboard,

A riddle made of a thousand chords,

Goes round and round in the hall of mirrors,

My words,just the umbra of your place,

The castle fallen by their meddle,

A riddle made of a thousand chords,

Goes round and round in the hall of mirrors,

Game for gamut,

their zen and the art,

The rain strings just like a dart,

Wanted was I just to fix your heart,

I say bigger, you'll become bigger,

I say smaller,you'll get smaller,

Yet sick broken pianos go play around,

I got struck in a dream like clouds,

Fear won't guide us,

Fear won't guide us,

In the hall of mirrors,

Fear won't guide us,

In the hall of mirrors,

Fear won't guide us,

In the hall of mirrors,

Fear won't guide us,

In the hall of mirrors,

Fear won't guide us,

In the hall of mirrors,

Her voice tastes like a checkerboard,

The Humpty won't sing like your storyboard,

A riddle made of a thousand chords,

Goes round and round in the hall of mirrors,

My words,just the umbra of your place,

The castle fallen by their meddle,

A riddle made of a thousand chords,

Goes round and round in the hall of mirrors,

Fear won't guide us.