Having lost my shaken sense of reality, My emotions are piling up like rubble. Where will they go?
Holding on to my crushed dreams, I ran, cutting mindlessly through the crimson rain
At the end of my collapsed feelings, what will I see? What will there be? I do not yet know Without a sound, all our fleeting futures simply unfold before us
The vanished lights and shadows, the last words. All I wished for was tomorrow. Where is this reality?
Staring at our devastated today, I ran without hesitations in the crimson rain
Passing through the crumbling landscape, what will I learn? What will I hear? I can no longer see Without breathing a word, we simply have to continue to choose a single fleeting future
Having lost my shaken sense of reality, My emotions are piling up like rubble. Where will they go?
Holding on to my crushed dreams, I ran, cutting mindlessly through the crimson rain
At the end of my collapsed feelings, what will I see? What will there be? I do not yet know Without a sound, all our fleeting futures simply unfold before us
The vanished lights and shadows, the last words. All I wished for was tomorrow. Where is this reality?
Staring at our devastated today, I ran without hesitations in the crimson rain
Passing through the crumbling landscape, what will I learn? What will I hear? I can no longer see Without breathing a word, we simply have to continue to choose a single fleeting future