Cell-Scape

Phantasmagoria

Shield for Your Eyes, A Beast in the Well on Your Hand

A Dreamer Who Is Too Weak to Face up To

Lost Parts Stinging Me so Cold

Chain-Shot to Have Some Fun

Like a White Bat in a Box, Dead Matters Go On

Key Is a Fact That a Cat Brings

A Hunter in the Rain to Cut the Neck up in the Present Shape

If It Is the Deep Sea, I Can See You There

Outro for Cell-Scape