Why the love and hatred of fate? Why the slaughter and cruelty of destiny? Heaven's decree has yet to show its form In the hands of the world
Why the christening as family of fate? Why the absence and isolation of destiny? Heaven's decree has yet to show its form In the hands of the world
Shouldering a destiny harsher than death In the flow of time unable to come to a halt You are I are already the everything of nothing Regardless, we are in the flow of breathing time
Why the birth and prodigality of fate? Why the life on death's door of destiny? Heaven's decree has yet to show its form In the hands of the world
Why the lost nature of fate? Why the temporal desert of destiny? Heaven's decree has yet to show its form In the hands of the world
The cradle of breath, All Things over a long distance In the flow of time unable to come to a halt Movement, circulation, in other words, inaction Regardless, we are in the flow of breathing time
Ah, over the world's palms We are isolated and among several millions Only that time Only that moment Only just waiting for it Only while waiting for it Only waiting for it
In the hands of the world In the hands of the world
Why the love and hatred of fate? Why the slaughter and cruelty of destiny? Heaven's decree has yet to show its form In the hands of the world
Why the christening as family of fate? Why the absence and isolation of destiny? Heaven's decree has yet to show its form In the hands of the world
Shouldering a destiny harsher than death In the flow of time unable to come to a halt You are I are already the everything of nothing Regardless, we are in the flow of breathing time
Why the birth and prodigality of fate? Why the life on death's door of destiny? Heaven's decree has yet to show its form In the hands of the world
Why the lost nature of fate? Why the temporal desert of destiny? Heaven's decree has yet to show its form In the hands of the world
The cradle of breath, All Things over a long distance In the flow of time unable to come to a halt Movement, circulation, in other words, inaction Regardless, we are in the flow of breathing time
Ah, over the world's palms We are isolated and among several millions Only that time Only that moment Only just waiting for it Only while waiting for it Only waiting for it
In the hands of the world In the hands of the world