A Farewell To Arms

by Endzweck

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Originally released from Out Ta Bomb Records

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released April 10, 2002

Endzweck is Akifumi Mochizuki, Hirohisa Yamaguchi, Yoshinori Yamaguchi, Tsunehito Oba and Takashi Uesugi

All songs written and arranged by Endzweck
Produced by Endzweck

Recorded and mixed by Osamu Seino at Sound Crew
Mastered By Yoei Hashimoto at Tokyo CD Center

Lyrical advice by Tomoko Naka
Additional voice by Tadahiro Fukushima

Design and layout by Takashi Fukutomi

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Track Name: Destination
The thirteenth fact has been chosen
The strife causes the strife
Only the reflections of sadness in my eyes and I stop my thought

The glorification of destruction

The earth full of sadness
The faith of an empty world
the disappearance of a meaningless yet tiny existence

Where are we heading
What do we wish for

Destination

There is pain in my mind, as so your mind
My hand holding a pen, trembles then stops

the sadness gets out here now
I will never stop, to walk
Track Name: Knowledge
Knowledge

Our last supper with dish that purified by our blood

Greedy yet poor intelligence and mine
I still believe in it
A piece of insufficient phrases

We choke and forget about the existence of our arms
We won't realize until everything ends

The light illuminates one's feet, and reflects foolishness
Liner value and phased distinction
Knowledge

False blindness speaks for the ignorance and insolence
Happiness and fang
Paid compensation is huge
Track Name: Isolated Will
The reason is full of contradictions
We pile up refusal
The tracks,are going to be rubbed off
My words might hurt your feelings

We realize that we can't notice anythig and we will be consumed by justice

Isolated determination
Isolated awareness
Isolated emotion
Isolated will

Gentleness destructed in the palm of my hand
Wrong time is the only thing that pass over my head

Chosen by the ark is not us, but someone else
The hands of god are now deep in filth
You seemed to be sad

The words can't reach
Rarity of symbolized existance
No questions, no choices, but just lie here
Track Name: Trace of A Dry Tear
The shape of happiness
The room, sealed off
Poverty and starvation
Trace of a dry tear

Discipline is nothing but a wish
Absurdity of fairness
I feel nothing but sorrow

Everything seems as swinging pendulum width
The curtain that hides our growing hatred veils

The way to look ahead
A one eyed magi
I wonder what appears in his sight.

The new idea turns into a claw, and it scratches into my body
New born hatred and cruelty pierce me with a fragment of tear
Track Name: Fruit Of My Despair
Fruit Of My Despair

The reality surely existed there, so that I might be cornred.
I washed it in black again.

Since foot prints continue
Since those eyes can be seen
Since we use words
Then here I am
Do I go over again

That's why I keep on pretending that I know nothing
I keep on pretending that I know nothing

Ignorance is a sin
I am so cruel
I have a hope, yet in despair
The fruit of my despair.

it's not visible to me. only an impending thing is visible to me
I could only do a mere handful

The reality surely existed there, so that I might be cornred
I washed it in black again

Ambivalence in the stationary darkness

it's not visible to me. only an impending thing is visible to me
I could only do a mere handful
Pass through
I hide myself and let it through
Calmness
However hope is always in this had of mine
Track Name: Morning Moon
Color of emptiness of morning glow.
Morning moon seems so pure, yet so cold

It seems to be that I live in solitude in this world.
Broken promise that was promised without knowing

Chain of hate.
A lie and silence
we distress ourselves toward our hatred

a form of a heart
an ache is not a weakness.
The light of the paradise builts by a coward

Those who do not have, and those who have
Is it foolish to hope a darling thing not to be changed
Only the morning moon was with me above.

I thought that only a few would become stronger from now.
I thought that only a few would become stronger from now.

Morning moon seems so pure, yet so cold
Morning moon