| Song | Poor Mortal Lost |
| Artist | This Ascension |
| Album | Tears in Rain |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dru, This Ascension | |
| run swiftly, silently | |
| heartbeat deafens | |
| drowns the human | |
| body tense, tinge of fear | |
| blood rushes, no stir | |
| camouflage, safety, ease | |
| down into the ground | |
| not a breath, and not a sound | |
| dashes under and around | |
| mother's arms | |
| she wears the crown | |
| in the plush | |
| of earth she lies | |
| alone forever | |
| with these cries | |
| feels not hunger | |
| feels not thirst | |
| doesn't she know | |
| she's not the first | |
| endures her lot | |
| the bitter frost | |
| poor little girl | |
| poor mortal lost | |
| poor mortal lost | |
| save your mind | |
| save your soul | |
| beware of her | |
| a charm of old | |
| as innocent | |
| as night's cold | |
| the bell has its | |
| untimely toll | |
| poor mortal lost | |
| poor mortal lost |
| zuo qu : Dru, This Ascension | |
| run swiftly, silently | |
| heartbeat deafens | |
| drowns the human | |
| body tense, tinge of fear | |
| blood rushes, no stir | |
| camouflage, safety, ease | |
| down into the ground | |
| not a breath, and not a sound | |
| dashes under and around | |
| mother' s arms | |
| she wears the crown | |
| in the plush | |
| of earth she lies | |
| alone forever | |
| with these cries | |
| feels not hunger | |
| feels not thirst | |
| doesn' t she know | |
| she' s not the first | |
| endures her lot | |
| the bitter frost | |
| poor little girl | |
| poor mortal lost | |
| poor mortal lost | |
| save your mind | |
| save your soul | |
| beware of her | |
| a charm of old | |
| as innocent | |
| as night' s cold | |
| the bell has its | |
| untimely toll | |
| poor mortal lost | |
| poor mortal lost |
| zuò qǔ : Dru, This Ascension | |
| run swiftly, silently | |
| heartbeat deafens | |
| drowns the human | |
| body tense, tinge of fear | |
| blood rushes, no stir | |
| camouflage, safety, ease | |
| down into the ground | |
| not a breath, and not a sound | |
| dashes under and around | |
| mother' s arms | |
| she wears the crown | |
| in the plush | |
| of earth she lies | |
| alone forever | |
| with these cries | |
| feels not hunger | |
| feels not thirst | |
| doesn' t she know | |
| she' s not the first | |
| endures her lot | |
| the bitter frost | |
| poor little girl | |
| poor mortal lost | |
| poor mortal lost | |
| save your mind | |
| save your soul | |
| beware of her | |
| a charm of old | |
| as innocent | |
| as night' s cold | |
| the bell has its | |
| untimely toll | |
| poor mortal lost | |
| poor mortal lost |