released May 20, 2020

growing album released from May 2020 - August 2021

voice and lyrics by SCHIZMAH
sounds and editing by A-DISCHARGE

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Rough english translation of the recitals

01-1
The rubber gloves

I woke up in a strange park.
When I lifted my upper body from the bench and tried to remove the rubber gloves, I felt strange in my hand.
Stop removing the rubber gloves and look at the palms of your hands.
What is this unusual feeling?
Turn your wrist 180 degrees and look at the back.
Put it back and palm again.
And the back of the hand again ...
After repeating this eight times, the cause of the discomfort was finally found.
There are only four fingers in the palm and eight in total with both hands!
This has become tough!
He puts his hand on the rubber gloves to look at the raw hands, but he stops.
I felt sick just to imagine a hand with less than one finger.
Again, stare at your hands through the rubber gloves.
You can see the thumb, index finger and little finger.
However, it is not known whether the remaining one sandwiched between the forefinger and the little finger is the middle finger or the ring finger.
If one of them grows from a part close to the index finger, it is known as the middle finger, and if it is the little finger, it is known as the ring finger.
But they are neutral from both sides.
Perhaps four from the beginning?
Bending in order from the thumb of the left hand, count it as 1, 2, 3, 4, and so on.
Moving to the right hand, the thumb is 5, the index finger is 6, the next finger is 7, and the little finger is 8.
There is no discomfort in this response.
Return to the left hand and move from the thumb to 9, 10, 11, 12, and right hand to 13, 14, 15, and 16.
Hexadecimal ... no doubt.
Apparently, while I was sleeping, I was dreaming of having five fingers ...


01-2
A playing card was carried by the wind

From somewhere a card like a playing card was carried by the wind and flew away.
I stretched out my hand with my rubber gloves, and pinched it with two fingers before the card fell to the ground.
It is a silver card that seems to be made of aluminum, with some characters written in black on one side only.
"Let's play the game together!"
Looking around, a man in the middle of the square was shaking his hand.
There are two iron boxes that reflect the sunlight and shine silver.
Both have black hands.
At the center of the iron box was something like a cylindrical doorknob.
As I approached, the iron box on the left hand side magically wrote something on the top of the card stack and handed me one of them.
The card itself is the same as the one we just flew away.
"I am Jack" is written.
This time, the iron box on the right handed me one card in the same way, "I am Vibra."
As Vibra gave me a bunch of remaining cards and magic, I wrote "Echo" and showed it to Jack and Vibra.
Each of them nods, and Jack takes away a bunch of cards and magic from me and begins to write something.
This time it's a bit long.
Meanwhile, Vibra seemed bored and reached for my face.
I fleeted for a moment, but decided not to move.
In the past, he remembered that his friendship with his dog had broken as soon as he avoided licking his face.
A palm like a vibra rubber glove touches my nose.
And the next moment, I wondered if Vibra's shoulders had swollen like a bowling ball, and in a blink of an eye she moved her arm to her palm and shocked my face!
My nose made a metallic sound, "snap!", And was pushed into it about 10 cm, where my consciousness was interrupted for an instant ...

01-3
In a small concrete room

What I experienced during that moment was longer than my life before.
I was in a small concrete room anyway.
With both hands open, I could touch two opposing walls at the same time.
When I stood up, my flat top of head touched firmly on the ceiling.
There was no doorway, only one small window with a grate.
In that room, the window was at my eye level, but outside the window, the ground was in front of me.
There was nothing but the ground as far as the eye could see, and a few meters away was dark.
It was quiet without the wind, but I heard a small noise from the left.
As the sound gradually approached, the sound finally appeared on the left side of the window.
It was like a silver coin.
Silver coins slid from left to right while spinning around.
It depicts a sailing boat, as if a small boat floating on the ground was passing by.
I thought that the sailing ship had disappeared to the right, and a silver coin slid from the left again.
This is a chicken.
The chicken disappeared to the right, as if chasing the fleeing sailing ship.
After that, the slide show of silver coins continued, but I do not remember what came out in what order now.
On the contrary, in their memories, they continue to move and relate to each other, forming a strange story...

03 -4
MANTIS

The ship had three masts and a total of eight sails.
At the top of the mast at the top, a flag with a chicken head is fluttering.
The face was blown by the wind and wavy in various shapes, expressing emotions and emotions at random.
All sails were not cloth, were open mesh woven with fine wire.
At first glance, they seem to be swollen forward due to the wind from the rear, but they do not generate the propulsive force of the ship.
The propulsion device of the ship was a huge propeller consisting of 12 blades.
The propeller is linked to 60 shafts, 300 gears, and 5 mainsprings, and it was driving by people called "mantis".
"Mantis" has metal arm protectors called "hard-line" attached to both arms.
This protector has teeth in the shape of a saw that fits perfectly with the gears they are in charge of, and this rotates each gear.
One of the man "Mantis" noticed my existence and asked, "Are you newcomer?"
I answer yes.
Another "mantis" appeared from behind, and I took one of the "hard-line" I had in my hand and wear it on my right arm.
The weight makes my shoulder seem to come off for a moment.
When the gears are turned by this "hard-line", not only the power is accumulated in the mainspring, but the wages paid when getting off the ship are also accumulated.
"How soon does the ship reach its destination?" I asked.
While wearing another "hard-line" on my left arm, "Mantis" said, "It's just one year."
The "mantis" was a woman.
Then she said, "But each person feel an another time. Some people feel it in a moment, and some feel it forever. Which one are you?"
After she left, when I looked at my arms, the "hard-line" was integrated with the arms and the boundaries disappeared …

03 - 5
no clock or calendar

Every day, every day, I turned my gear and my arms were getting thicker before I knew it.
At first, I was counting the number of days I boarded this ship, but I stopped it within a month.
Not only did the ship have no clock or calendar, but it didn't even have anything that could be used as a writing instrument.
I can't even scratch and mark a wall like a prisoner.
If I intentionally hurt the ship, a whip will fly out of nowhere and flay me.
It always flies from the blind spot, and when it hits the target, it flies away in a blink of an eye, so no one has seen the whipper.
I once got a whip when I was frustrated and kicked a wall, but that's the first and last so far.
At that time, I felt like a bacterium attacked by white blood cells.
Since then, I've been paying attention to everything so that I can coexist in this giant creature.
Other than that, and of course, I couldn't escape outside the ship, I was free.
I could sleep at any time, wake up at any time, and sleep for as long as I like.
Of course it was both OK I turn the gears as much as I wanted, or not at all.
However, strangely, it seems that the ship arrives at the destination in exactly one year every time, no matter how much the individual workload varies...

03 - 6
rotate the gears in the opposite direction

Despite spending more than 300 days on this ship, I had only one acquaintance in men ... his name is Jack.
He was healthy and well-built when he first met, but as the days went by, his body became more injured, and now he is full of bandages like a mummy and slender like a malnourished person.
Every time he had more bandages on the prominent part, he said, "I was caught again," but I was thinking he was caught in the gear.
If I hadn't done that just before arriving at the ship's final destination (that is, the starting point), I wouldn't know anything.

It was Jack who told me that the ship would arrive in three days.
The keel of this ship seemed to molt once a year for three days just before arriving at the final destination, and it was said that molting has begun now.
It was true that the curved keel that looks like the bow was uneven like the scales of a large snake, and its surface was translucent and floats.

The year on board for me was quick.
The work of turning the gears was not a pain at all, and it seemed as if I was being manipulated by "hard-line", and even I was able to continue while taking a nap.
In fact, I think that not only the arm but also the consciousness was manipulated.
Even though my eyes were open, the events that were happening around me were dreamy, and there were many days when I couldn't remember anything that happened on that day.

However, when I heard from Jack that there were only three days left, I regained the clear consciousness I had when I boarded the ship.
At the same time, I remembered when I asked Jack, "Who is that whipping person?".
At that time, he replied, "That is the captain".
I asked where he was, and he pointed to the chicken's head on the flag of the mast.

I also remembered another thing.
There is only one female acquaintance on this ship ... the name is Echo.
That "mantis" that gave me "hard-line".
When I asked what would happen if I turned the gears in the opposite direction, she replied, "Don't do it, it's absolute. It will reverse the subjective and objective."
At that time, I had only a vague impression that "dangerous things would happen", but I didn't even think about doing that.
However, in the last three days, I was dominated by the question, "What if I turn the gear in the opposite direction?"
The only way to confirm that was to do it in the last three days.

When I had two days left, I thought, "maybe If I rotate the gears in the opposite direction, all the wages I've earned so far will disappear in an instant".
But at the end of the day, even if the wages were zero. Even so, I came to think that it was better than spending the rest of my life with the enigma.

When I had one day left, I thought, "maybe If I rotate the gears in the opposite direction, the ship will sink and everyone will die".
But at the end of the day, if the ship sinks even a little, I came to think that it might be a chance to see the captain.
And on the last day, I finally turned the gear in the opposite direction...

04 - 7
The translucent skin caught on the ship's stem stirs the atmosphere.
The translucent skin wraps the stem neatly.
Two huge eyes appear on the horizon and disappear in an instant.

A single blood streak enters the mouth from the edge of Echo's lips.
A few blood streaks crawl up Jack's back and into a hole in his shoulder.
Echo bites into the hole and embeds the spit out meat pieces there.
Jack with a distorted face takes a deep breath without making a voice.
Two huge eyes appear in the darkness and disappear in an instant.

The tail of a large snake and a punk-style woman each make one revolution and fly to the same point.
The tip of the snake's tail rubs the woman's distorted face strongly to correct the distortion.
The tail of the snake slides into the drain with a splash of water, retreating at high speed while mixing darkness and water.
The body of a thick snake drags its tail out of the darkness.
The body, whose legs are two large snakes, bends its crested wattled head.
The crest and the wattle tremble, and the beak and eyes wide open.
Two huge eyes appear in the mirror and disappear in an instant.

The floor repels the fragments of the mirror that split into triangles and the fragments flies to the mirror body on the wall.
The debris enters a gap that has exactly the same shape as its own and assimilates with its surroundings.
Countless cracks disappear from the edge of the square mirror toward the center, repelling the fists stuck there.
Woman shouts 'neppahsihtdidyhw ?!'.