Cold!
In the haze mist, i step alone
Without deity's declare, without pray
Innermost thorn, hiding back into abysin
Have no direction, have no aim
The medal which belongs to me is coming
Drak death, just in frontage
Comether walling, red lips in the darkness
Enwinding my loneliness
Tearing, never end
The best end-up is die out
Actually i lose in this forest
It's nigritude
[05:23.00]Cold!
[05:23.00]In the haze mist, i step alone
[05:23.00]Without deity's declare, without pray
[05:23.00]Innermost thorn, hiding back into abysin
[05:23.00]Have no direction, have no aim
[05:23.00]The medal which belongs to me is coming
[05:23.00]Drak death, just in frontage
[05:23.00]Comether walling, red lips in the darkness
[05:23.00]Enwinding my loneliness
[05:23.00]Tearing, never end
[05:23.00]The best end-up is die out
[05:23.00]Actually i lose in this forest
[05:23.00]It's nigritude