Total link: https://lit.link/acity <br /><br />The core theme was inspired by Martin Heidegger’s concept of Geworfenheit (Thrownness). <br />We are thrown into this world without having chosen our nation, our parents, or our era. <br />We wear social masks and environments we never wanted, projected here as silk dresses. <br />We’re often taught that life is a blessing, <br />but sometimes it feels like a luxurious imprisonment we can’t escape. <br />Have any of you ever felt suffocated by a social role you never chose for yourself? <br /><br />Original Audio-Visual Project by Acity <br />Directed & Edited by Acity <br />Music: Produced by Acityartmedia <br />Lyricist: Acity <br /><br />[LYRICS] <br />[Intro] <br />No one welcomed the arrival. <br />This place is an original error, erased from the blueprint. <br /><br />[Verse 1] <br />In this dusty place, the cold touch of silk I never chose. <br />Whose taste is this extravagant confinement? <br />Escape is unthinkable existence itself is heavy like overdue debt. <br />Broken marble, like fragments of an unread oracle. <br />With every step, questions are stained with vivid blood. <br /><br />[Pre-Chorus] <br />The world’s gears mesh perfectly, except for me. <br />I am a cold, foreign object stuck between the gears. <br />Now, finally, I am falling~ freely~ <br /><br />[Chorus] <br />An infinite prison designed by the abyss! <br />The scream of a colorless sanctuary, etched by my own feet! <br />The stairs to go up have crumbled only the deepening cracks are my map! <br />The coldest, colorless flame~ that blooms only where one is thrown! <br /><br />[Verse 2] <br />The walls have been torn down, but the ruins remain. <br />These ruins belong to someone else who arrived before me. <br />I was thrown onto these remnants without a name, without a choice. <br />This place is silent, yet I read <br />The language of cracks that only the thrown can see. <br /><br />[Bridge] <br />Whether these ruins are a prison or a sanctuary~ <br />I’ve given up trying to distinguish them now. <br />Being thrown... that is the only truth. <br /><br />[Final Chorus] <br />An infinite prison designed by the abyss! <br />The scream of a colorless sanctuary, etched by my own feet! <br />The stairs to go up have crumbled; only the deepening cracks are my map! <br />The coldest, colorless flame~ that blooms only where one is thrown! <br /><br />[Outro] <br />I did not choose. <br />I am standing here. Is that enough? <br />No. That is just all it is. <br /><br /><br />#Acity #OriginalMusic #AIMV #VisualArt #LyricVideo #DarkPop, #CinematicPop, #CinematicVisuals #LyricVideo #DarkAesthetics #VirtualArtist #VisualStorytelling #HighEndVisuals #ElectronicPop #ArtisticVideo #electropop, #ConceptVideo, #PhilosophicalArt #MusicVideo #CinematicVisuals #NocturnalMood <br />#MoodVideo #VisualStory #ArtisticVideo #SoundtrackExperience #CreativeDirection <br />