Hide and Seek of Isolation

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Cover

Cue the curtain’s rise
On the story about the boy who was
shortly to be a hysterically
Laughing clown in falling rain

Dirtied water underneath my feet
Showing my face that was defeated
With the boredom of everyday
That was exactly the same way

Devouring their passion
Relationship contradiction
Be it dream or reality
it’s still analogical thinking

Marking pages with the Bookmark of Despair
The doll is tearing it’s seems, coming to life for me

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I brought this thing to life
This urban legend
The forbidden, rotting fruit
Biting the hands that feeds to stop it from
making me go insane, killing my brain

After the falling rain
Everything’s still the same
A shadow laughing so hard that it shakes
All I wanted was to not be bored while reading

Out of boredom I’m just killing time
Let’s start the game before I lose my mind
Peaceful is the same as boring
Every day that feeling is clinging

Demons can’t see me without eyes
Tasting iron that is freshly sliced
Red silk with a color so brilliant…
Is my last requirement

A ticket for the clown’s curtain rise
My face meeting in greeting with the clock’s hands

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So close your eyes and count
To start hide and seek
“Making the first to be IT me”
Static from the TV, background crying
I see “It’s not a game, it’s the real thing!”

120 is nothing hard to beat
Laughing hysterically, as you say
“You’re up next to play the demon referred to as IT”

Suddenly I heard a disturbing speech
About those who were living, dead, or dying
“The innocent you will be dying today!”
Is that a fact? A premonition? But your face won’t tell me

Look now I’ve had enough
Look now I’ve seen too much
So let us skip to the final chapter

Ah the demon’s move
Ah the demon’s coming
Ah the demon is hunting, so
“Ready or not, here I come!”

I brought this thing to life
This urban legend
The once robust fruit is now rotting
Melting into the water
Like a kind of Witchcraft
I’m playing alone, so this isn’t right…
I can see the shadow nearby
With a grin, the demon quietly said,
“Caught you, so it’s my win~”

Ready, set, go!
Count for hide-and-seek
“But is the doll really the demon?”
The prologue, said ironically
“How do you commit the perfect crime?”
A summer idea
“Game for one with boredom”
The cat returns to the bookmark, so
“You’re up next to play the demon referred to as IT”

Stomach Book

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Cover

(Cutting them apart
Tearing them apart
Shredding them apart
Just to read…)

People fundamentally used bookshelves
To hide their backstories
To stomach their secrets

She happened to pass the bloody murder scene
When the girl learned from the black cat of the pages…

Obsessed with the printed words at seventeen,
Possessed by the idea of “Stomach Books”
By killing people with the book’s “Cover Art”
She engorged upon the pages with delirium

Cutting them apart
Tearing them apart
Shredding them apart
Just to read the pages

Cranial nerves
Tingling yearns
With desire for
The newest work

Want to see, want to read
Want to read, want to see what’s inside you
Want to see, want to read
Want to read, want to see

“If words could kill someone,
Now wouldn’t that be just wonderful?”
The mastermind responsible for planting the books,
A bestselling author, smiled uncannily

“I’m bored of being read by the masses,”
The boy muttered sadly
“In order for you to read my works,
I wouldn’t mourn the loss of the “shelves” you carve open.
I want a reader who’s nothing but dedicated.”

Manipulated
Stipulated
Just to turn more pages
She tore apart human bodies

Hands sullied
Haggard breaths
Still, she had already fallen in love with the words

“Haven’t you noticed?
The last volume is in you
A shame there will be no end to this story”

Sweat pours down her neck
And with shaking hands on her blade
She stabs

Shuddering from the pain
Eyesight fading
From her stomach, she extracts her very own book
She opened the pages and saw the words
A pitiful two lines
And nothing beyond that

“Congratulation to you, you are the most superb reader!
However, the last volume has always been inside of me.”

Then he spread his arms with nothing
But, but, but a wide smile

Want to see, want to read
Want to read, want to see what’s inside you
I can’t see, I can’t read
I can’t read, I can’t see…