ノイズまみれのモンスター　Noise-Drenched Monster (feat. Miyamai Moca)

This is an original Vocaloid song featuring Miyamai Moca from the new Synthesizer V 2. “Justice” turns into noise, and “freedom” is taken away. In a world swirling with criticism and hate, even saying “I like it” is forbidden. I turned that reality into a scream. ── Monster Drowned in Noise Vocals: Miyamai Moca (Synthesizer V 2) Lyrics, Composition & Arrangement: tomong Mix & Mastering: tomong Video: tomong twitter→https://twitter.com/tomong28892885 #vocaloid #synthesizerv2 #vocaloidoriginal ▼Links & Latest Info 🎧 All links in one place → https://linktr.ee/tomong lyrics ―――――― 評論ばっか溢れて 胸が詰まりそう やったこともない奴が 正解（かい）をわめきだす 最もらしい 言葉で見下して 中身など何もない どうして ノイズまみれの正義で 毒をまき散らす？ 通りすがりの 安い理論 刹那の思考の戯言　 どんな巧みな言葉も 机上の空論 誰目線？偉いのか？ 所詮、空言のモンスター 正しさばっか叫んで 心躍らない　 誰もが「好き」を言えない そんな終末歌 聞きたくもない 説教の群れが 真面目な顔をしてる どうして ノイズまみれの主張で 自由を奪い取る？ 押し付けだけの 安い理想 生みだす叫びの渋滞 どんな巧みな言葉も 机上の空論 誰目線？偉いのか？ 所詮、空言のモンスター 昼下がりの空に ただ「好き」と言いたくて それも見張られては 正義の餌食… どうして ノイズまみれの正義で 毒をまき散らす？ 通りすがりの 安い理論 刹那の思考の戯言　 どんな巧みな言葉も 机上の空論 誰目線？偉いのか？ 所詮、空言のモンスター どうして ノイズまみれの主張で 自由を奪い取る？ 押し付けだけの 安い理想 生みだす叫びの渋滞 どんな巧みな言葉も 机上の空論 誰目線？偉いのか？ 所詮、空言のモンスター ↓english Criticism keeps overflowing, It’s choking up my chest. People who’ve never done a thing Start shouting out the “right answer.” With self-righteous words, They look down on others— Yet there’s nothing inside. Why do they Spread poison With justice full of noise? Passing by with Cheap theories, Just fleeting words of shallow thought. No matter how skillful the words, It’s nothing but a theory on a desk. From whose point of view? You think you’re superior? In the end, just a monster of empty talk. They keep shouting about what’s “right,” But no one feels excited. No one can even say “I like this” In this terminal song of the world. A swarm of sermons I don’t even want to hear Puts on serious faces. Why do they Take away freedom With claims full of noise? Only pushing Cheap ideals— A traffic jam of desperate cries. No matter how skillful the words, It’s nothing but a theory on a desk. From whose point of view? You think you’re superior? In the end, just a monster of empty talk. Under the afternoon sky, I just want to say, “I like it,” But even that is being watched, Becoming prey for justice... Why do they Spread poison With justice full of noise? Passing by with Cheap theories, Just fleeting words of shallow thought. No matter how skillful the words, It’s nothing but a theory on a desk. From whose point of view? You think you’re superior? In the end, just a monster of empty talk. Why do they Take away freedom With claims full of noise? Only pushing Cheap ideals— A traffic jam of desperate cries. No matter how skillful the words, It’s nothing but a theory on a desk. From whose point of view? You think you’re superior? In the end, just a monster of empty talk. ――――――