| Song | Colors of a New Era |
| Artist | Disarmonia Mundi |
| Album | Fragments of D-Generation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Chinto, Disarmonia Mundi | |
| Returning at twilight | |
| Out of a suffering light | |
| As for naked fortune | |
| I can color my mind one last time | |
| Colors sweet surrounding me | |
| The power of sun, believe me | |
| Has low importance the grey in the streets | |
| I am searching for | |
| This day wakes up unreal | |
| Warning electro-voices | |
| Giving mankind the revelation... | |
| You've got to give back all the choices | |
| A liter of ink flows on the pages | |
| From mouth to mouth, to the TVs | |
| "Eat good, drink wine go for a run, | |
| keep brown... this is your last sun!" | |
| I pull your colors to mine | |
| The fucking grass grows in this side | |
| Sitting on the wet grass | |
| Eyes to a sky without stars | |
| As for naked fortune | |
| It seems a whatever dawn | |
| Just more queer | |
| I've seen a grey world dying out | |
| In the fiction-like silence of my city | |
| Every person frightened by my smile | |
| As in search of my colored world |
| zuo qu : Chinto, Disarmonia Mundi | |
| Returning at twilight | |
| Out of a suffering light | |
| As for naked fortune | |
| I can color my mind one last time | |
| Colors sweet surrounding me | |
| The power of sun, believe me | |
| Has low importance the grey in the streets | |
| I am searching for | |
| This day wakes up unreal | |
| Warning electrovoices | |
| Giving mankind the revelation... | |
| You' ve got to give back all the choices | |
| A liter of ink flows on the pages | |
| From mouth to mouth, to the TVs | |
| " Eat good, drink wine go for a run, | |
| keep brown... this is your last sun!" | |
| I pull your colors to mine | |
| The fucking grass grows in this side | |
| Sitting on the wet grass | |
| Eyes to a sky without stars | |
| As for naked fortune | |
| It seems a whatever dawn | |
| Just more queer | |
| I' ve seen a grey world dying out | |
| In the fictionlike silence of my city | |
| Every person frightened by my smile | |
| As in search of my colored world |
| zuò qǔ : Chinto, Disarmonia Mundi | |
| Returning at twilight | |
| Out of a suffering light | |
| As for naked fortune | |
| I can color my mind one last time | |
| Colors sweet surrounding me | |
| The power of sun, believe me | |
| Has low importance the grey in the streets | |
| I am searching for | |
| This day wakes up unreal | |
| Warning electrovoices | |
| Giving mankind the revelation... | |
| You' ve got to give back all the choices | |
| A liter of ink flows on the pages | |
| From mouth to mouth, to the TVs | |
| " Eat good, drink wine go for a run, | |
| keep brown... this is your last sun!" | |
| I pull your colors to mine | |
| The fucking grass grows in this side | |
| Sitting on the wet grass | |
| Eyes to a sky without stars | |
| As for naked fortune | |
| It seems a whatever dawn | |
| Just more queer | |
| I' ve seen a grey world dying out | |
| In the fictionlike silence of my city | |
| Every person frightened by my smile | |
| As in search of my colored world |