Pure Birth And Loneliness
Envy Lyrics


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Ahead of the land wrapped with fog.
The slight immortality I once saw.
A smell of the rain disappearing whitely.
The touch I feel shows me
The memories of some time ago.

The dream the flowers bloom toward the sky,
It's put in the intentions of the finger.
Loneliness comes to life at the burst of a star
with the unheard noise.
Grasses sprout widely in the quiet morning temperature.
Beginning of storm blown by the wind, everything sways.
These cheeks of joy pass the clouds by.
Infinity shines on two of us nestling close.
Winter eyes bare the sleeping mind.
Red mark on the wrist I wet with my hoarse voice.
Wet my heels and run for tomorrow.
The intense beating of my heart.
Machine of consciousness discloses the secret.
The clock ticks the roads today.

Infinite distance. Derangement of dreams.
Lending and borrowing of lives. Mask's eyes.

Lies of a bouquet. Melting ice.
Actual pain. Consciousness sleeps.
Change of the seasons. The pure world.

The moon grieves in the daytime.
Winds sliced by autumn.
Fallen fragments.
Faces dyed in red.
Greatest pleasure is over.
Silhouettes of men disappeared.
See the pointless true motive.




I lent on top of the layered sweat.
I fly this day with the crooked wings.

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Envy's "Pure Birth And Loneliness" describe a foggy landscape that creates an eerie sensation. The mention of immortality that was once seen indicates a reference to a distant memory, while the disappearance of the rain links to this memory's transience. The touch mentioned in the next line shows that these fleeting memories remain with the singer, as a tactile sensation. The dream of flowers blooming toward the sky exists only in the singer's intentions, expressing the desire to overcome that fleetingness, to reach for something higher. However, loneliness comes to life at the burst of a star. The juxtaposition of this and the dream of flowers shows the singer's conflicting desire for an eternal companionship and the reality of deep isolation.


The lyrics continue by describing the atmosphere surrounding the singer, with grasses sprouting in the morning and winds blowing about, creating a feeling of chaotic disarray. The reference to winter eyes and a red mark on the wrist points to a silent anguish or pain. But rather than be solely consumed by loneliness, the singer wets their heels and runs for tomorrow, showing that there is a desire to move forward. The recurring motif of consciousness and secrets being disclosed adds to the sense of searching for meaning and overcoming deep emotions.


Line by Line Meaning

Ahead of the land wrapped with fog.
The beginning of a journey towards the unknown.


The slight immortality I once saw.
The memory of a fleeting moment of transcendence.


A smell of the rain disappearing whitely.
The sad beauty of nature's impermanence.


The touch I feel shows me The memories of some time ago.
The power of touch to evoke past experiences.


The dream the flowers bloom toward the sky, It's put in the intentions of the finger.
The power of human intention to shape reality.


Loneliness comes to life at the burst of a star with the unheard noise.
The paradoxical beauty and pain of existence.


Grasses sprout widely in the quiet morning temperature.
The simple beauty of everyday life.


Beginning of storm blown by the wind, everything sways.
The chaos and unpredictability of life.


These cheeks of joy pass the clouds by. Infinity shines on two of us nestling close.
The fleeting moments of happiness amidst the vastness of existence.


Winter eyes bare the sleeping mind.
The introspective nature of the winter season.


Red mark on the wrist I wet with my hoarse voice.
The physical manifestation of emotional pain.


Wet my heels and run for tomorrow. The intense beating of my heart.
The urgency and excitement of pursuing one's dreams.


Machine of consciousness discloses the secret. The clock ticks the roads today.
The power of the human mind to uncover hidden truths.


Infinite distance. Derangement of dreams. Lending and borrowing of lives. Mask's eyes.
The complex interplay between identity, mortality, and illusion.


Lies of a bouquet. Melting ice. Actual pain. Consciousness sleeps. Change of the seasons. The pure world.
The cyclical nature of life, including both beauty and pain.


The moon grieves in the daytime. Winds sliced by autumn. Fallen fragments. Faces dyed in red.
The melancholy and violence of the changing seasons.


Greatest pleasure is over. Silhouettes of men disappeared. See the pointless true motive.
The disillusionment and emptiness that can come from achieving one's goals.


I lent on top of the layered sweat. I fly this day with the crooked wings.
The perseverance and resilience required to overcome life's challenges.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

XjojotheemoviolenceslayerX

Ahead of the land wrapped with fog. The slight immortality I once saw.
A smell of the rain disappearing whitely.
The touch I feel shows me
the memories of some time ago.

The dream the flowers bloom toward the sky,
it's put in the intentions of the finger.
Loneliness comes to life at the burst of a star
with the unheard noise.
Grasses sprout widely in the quiet morning temperature.
Beginning of storm blown by the wind, everything sways.

These cheeks of joy pass the clouds by.
infinity shines on two of us nestling close.
Winter eyes bare the sleeping mind.
Red mark on the wrist I wet with my hoarse voice.
Wet my heels and run for tomorrow.
The intense beating of my heart.
Machine of consciousness discloses the secret.
The clock ticks the roads today.

Infinite distance. Derangement of dreams.
Lending and borrowing of lives. Masks' eyes.
Lies of the bouquet. Melting ice.
Actual pain. Consciousness sleeps.
Change of the seasons. The pure world.

The moon grieves in the daytime.
Winds sliced by autumn.
Fallen fragments.
Faces dyed in red.
Greatest pleasure is over.
Silhouettes of men disappeared.
See the pointless true motive.
I lent on top of the layered sweat.
I fly this day with the crooked wings.



All comments from YouTube:

joru100

beautifully written song, very melodic. i especially love the chord progressions and harmonies from 1:49 to 2:33

Nick C

This song is one of the most beautiful, majestic pieces I've ever heard. The emotion in his voice is just so powerful, it touches me and sends shivers down my spine, really mesmerising. I'm so sad that I missed their concert last year, here in Singapore.

ABeautifulResonance

What i would give to get them to perform back here again <3

PUNXrAlive

this song rocks. beautifully done.

Dave Eirikis

Beautiful music love the changes and the vocals are like an instrument. Now i know the lyrics just need to learn Japanese so I can sing along.

XjojotheemoviolenceslayerX

Ahead of the land wrapped with fog. The slight immortality I once saw.
A smell of the rain disappearing whitely.
The touch I feel shows me
the memories of some time ago.

The dream the flowers bloom toward the sky,
it's put in the intentions of the finger.
Loneliness comes to life at the burst of a star
with the unheard noise.
Grasses sprout widely in the quiet morning temperature.
Beginning of storm blown by the wind, everything sways.

These cheeks of joy pass the clouds by.
infinity shines on two of us nestling close.
Winter eyes bare the sleeping mind.
Red mark on the wrist I wet with my hoarse voice.
Wet my heels and run for tomorrow.
The intense beating of my heart.
Machine of consciousness discloses the secret.
The clock ticks the roads today.

Infinite distance. Derangement of dreams.
Lending and borrowing of lives. Masks' eyes.
Lies of the bouquet. Melting ice.
Actual pain. Consciousness sleeps.
Change of the seasons. The pure world.

The moon grieves in the daytime.
Winds sliced by autumn.
Fallen fragments.
Faces dyed in red.
Greatest pleasure is over.
Silhouettes of men disappeared.
See the pointless true motive.
I lent on top of the layered sweat.
I fly this day with the crooked wings.

ST3RI0TYP3

Damn so powerful. Really makes me think.

swearinz

this song might just be envy's best song. i love the mix between post-rock and screaming. i'm sure the lyrics are sad sappy emo lyrics, but the fact that they're in japanese makes this overlookable. because i don't know what he's saying, his voice just becomes another instrumentation.

Elk

Alex Grote Have you heard the account genre emo? The lyrics aren't surface level, they cut deep.
It's the bad pop bands that people call emo these days that are only surface level.

Deep State A.I.

swearinz those lyrics are way deeper than that. not surface level stuff. follow the patterns though

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