| Song | The Red Jewel |
| Artist | Tartaros |
| Album | The Red Jewel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Grimloch | |
| Fading suddenly in!!! | |
| An ultimate red light... | |
| The strong red jewel, it was formed that night... | |
| Covered with 5 bright silver shields with pendants | |
| It was hanging in the air in front of me... | |
| Those untouched sacred pendants | |
| They all start to ring...ring...ring... | |
| So grand! | |
| So powerful! | |
| Filling the air with its dead and lost grace | |
| Like a mystical adventure where old courtesy | |
| Paints my face... | |
| No illusion...but a refraction of the reality | |
| When suddenly | |
| I meat that face | |
| Like a shadow of an invisible tower | |
| It consecrates! | |
| IT CONSECR | |
| ATES! A thing with an untouchable glow from the divine | |
| Which is constant with the character of my mind? | |
| For my heart cries as that living spectral | |
| Who knows the dreads and pride | |
| I have created | |
| The jewel gave my birth | |
| As the 555 on this earth... | |
| I had seen my kernel of blood in the air | |
| The spectral and jewel... | |
| MY OWN SPH | |
| ERE...! |
| zuo qu : Grimloch | |
| Fading suddenly in!!! | |
| An ultimate red light... | |
| The strong red jewel, it was formed that night... | |
| Covered with 5 bright silver shields with pendants | |
| It was hanging in the air in front of me... | |
| Those untouched sacred pendants | |
| They all start to ring... ring... ring... | |
| So grand! | |
| So powerful! | |
| Filling the air with its dead and lost grace | |
| Like a mystical adventure where old courtesy | |
| Paints my face... | |
| No illusion... but a refraction of the reality | |
| When suddenly | |
| I meat that face | |
| Like a shadow of an invisible tower | |
| It consecrates! | |
| IT CONSECR | |
| ATES! A thing with an untouchable glow from the divine | |
| Which is constant with the character of my mind? | |
| For my heart cries as that living spectral | |
| Who knows the dreads and pride | |
| I have created | |
| The jewel gave my birth | |
| As the 555 on this earth... | |
| I had seen my kernel of blood in the air | |
| The spectral and jewel... | |
| MY OWN SPH | |
| ERE...! |
| zuò qǔ : Grimloch | |
| Fading suddenly in!!! | |
| An ultimate red light... | |
| The strong red jewel, it was formed that night... | |
| Covered with 5 bright silver shields with pendants | |
| It was hanging in the air in front of me... | |
| Those untouched sacred pendants | |
| They all start to ring... ring... ring... | |
| So grand! | |
| So powerful! | |
| Filling the air with its dead and lost grace | |
| Like a mystical adventure where old courtesy | |
| Paints my face... | |
| No illusion... but a refraction of the reality | |
| When suddenly | |
| I meat that face | |
| Like a shadow of an invisible tower | |
| It consecrates! | |
| IT CONSECR | |
| ATES! A thing with an untouchable glow from the divine | |
| Which is constant with the character of my mind? | |
| For my heart cries as that living spectral | |
| Who knows the dreads and pride | |
| I have created | |
| The jewel gave my birth | |
| As the 555 on this earth... | |
| I had seen my kernel of blood in the air | |
| The spectral and jewel... | |
| MY OWN SPH | |
| ERE...! |