| 作曲 : Eldritch | |
| I laid bare all my charming lies | |
| We played there, tie to another time | |
| We were always ready for the next dive | |
| But this game is straight on a dead end climb | |
| Imagination projecting pictures of the past | |
| My consolation in a handful of seconds | |
| Time won't sponge clean my anger | |
| Future won't wipe my tears | |
| Time won't send me a engel | |
| Lonely soul devoid of love | |
| Shine inside... inside a coated dream | |
| Naked vice in your catching side | |
| I fill the apple, lessem my disease | |
| Seeds of rage will claim the right to cry | |
| Imagination conceived in a silent boredom | |
| From a exploisom, my surrender... your survival! | |
| Time won't sponge clean my anger | |
| Future won't wipe my tears | |
| Time won't send me a engel | |
| Lonely soul devoid of love |
| zuo qu : Eldritch | |
| I laid bare all my charming lies | |
| We played there, tie to another time | |
| We were always ready for the next dive | |
| But this game is straight on a dead end climb | |
| Imagination projecting pictures of the past | |
| My consolation in a handful of seconds | |
| Time won' t sponge clean my anger | |
| Future won' t wipe my tears | |
| Time won' t send me a engel | |
| Lonely soul devoid of love | |
| Shine inside... inside a coated dream | |
| Naked vice in your catching side | |
| I fill the apple, lessem my disease | |
| Seeds of rage will claim the right to cry | |
| Imagination conceived in a silent boredom | |
| From a exploisom, my surrender... your survival! | |
| Time won' t sponge clean my anger | |
| Future won' t wipe my tears | |
| Time won' t send me a engel | |
| Lonely soul devoid of love |
| zuò qǔ : Eldritch | |
| I laid bare all my charming lies | |
| We played there, tie to another time | |
| We were always ready for the next dive | |
| But this game is straight on a dead end climb | |
| Imagination projecting pictures of the past | |
| My consolation in a handful of seconds | |
| Time won' t sponge clean my anger | |
| Future won' t wipe my tears | |
| Time won' t send me a engel | |
| Lonely soul devoid of love | |
| Shine inside... inside a coated dream | |
| Naked vice in your catching side | |
| I fill the apple, lessem my disease | |
| Seeds of rage will claim the right to cry | |
| Imagination conceived in a silent boredom | |
| From a exploisom, my surrender... your survival! | |
| Time won' t sponge clean my anger | |
| Future won' t wipe my tears | |
| Time won' t send me a engel | |
| Lonely soul devoid of love |