| Song | Salvage The Structure |
| Artist | My Bitter End |
| Album | The Renovation |
| 作曲 : Guida, My Bitter End, Ranne | |
| Salvage what's left, start from the ground up. Make room again. To start from the ground up. | |
| I can't build a dream over and over. It's horribly bold. | |
| Salvaging structures in hope returning. In turn we must change everything. Eyes of fire. | |
| Sending word over the surface. Eyes of liars. Tearing their wings at the surface. I can see what went | |
| On when they fold. It's a spawned liberation, swarming like low effort blows. | |
| So it's too late too cold. Stop the storm. And suffer yields. Season went down. | |
| It's a dead end life list. We will prevail, and start from the ground up. We will prevail, and start from the ground up. | |
| Find someway. We built the way out. Spawning time, the dawn of life. | |
| Love reset too. So we draw this out. I doubt i see. A city crumbling. | |
| Tear apart and within time, rebuild life, gather life. So we can |
| zuò qǔ : Guida, My Bitter End, Ranne | |
| Salvage what' s left, start from the ground up. Make room again. To start from the ground up. | |
| I can' t build a dream over and over. It' s horribly bold. | |
| Salvaging structures in hope returning. In turn we must change everything. Eyes of fire. | |
| Sending word over the surface. Eyes of liars. Tearing their wings at the surface. I can see what went | |
| On when they fold. It' s a spawned liberation, swarming like low effort blows. | |
| So it' s too late too cold. Stop the storm. And suffer yields. Season went down. | |
| It' s a dead end life list. We will prevail, and start from the ground up. We will prevail, and start from the ground up. | |
| Find someway. We built the way out. Spawning time, the dawn of life. | |
| Love reset too. So we draw this out. I doubt i see. A city crumbling. | |
| Tear apart and within time, rebuild life, gather life. So we can |