Withering Surface

Pitful emblems

Stillstanding, lonely, wounded



Odious I feel towards my pitful emblems

My disgust grows as I foresee

Sowing my shell with enough courage

As I understand



Pitful emblems

Stillstanding, lonely

Wounded in my soul

Pitful emblems



To evade my frame mind

Like colourful illustrations

Seen with the eyes of a blind man



The quiet light

The tender illustrations

The dreadful, hidden emotion



The quiet light

I know so well

From before, hiding is not possible


[ Pitiful Emblems Lyrics ]