Songteksten

Shattered memories
Are entangled by my snatched time
When I try to patch them up more alive
I realized, not in my chair, for a longtime
Like a frenzied hound
I live as a weapon, which is powerful
And, I lost something precious that was in my mind
Who am I? What is my being? No one answered
A tragicomedy
Blood on my blade
Have you ever questioned your own beliefs?
Are they real, or shaped for?
The Celestial do not care for Insignificant life
The Hypogean only focus on this endless greed
Ridiculous loyalty and faith
My pitiful memories roar, like thunder, begin to scream
My cursing destiny howls, who is that one,
bare blades against me
Wake up, like lions,
In shackle too great to not survive
Praising the freedom's light,
join me in resisting the irrational karmic plight
I'll toll the bell, drifting on the waves' crest,
Gazing at the abyss and the dawns
Written by: 宋柏, 曲扬
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