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Divine Disorder
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Rusted Libra
They kept running for shelters In this endless catastrophe Ruled by and the only circles of the almighty Ouroboros The start of deliverance The gathering of the east, west, north and south Meeting under the star's trails Lost in a permanent perplexity
It must be the banners of life The love of immortal force
The perfect circle pursuit Where death follows birth And birth of another death Such a balance
A balance that once has been visible Where emotions were just another motion For us to play different impersonations, perhaps ourselves
Playing the role of the gambit Risking his life to live at the gates of the universe
Playing the role of the puppeteer Laying orders of mass disorder to claim the decayed thrones
Black gaps of delusions Fed by the Elysian tears Restoring the helix foundation The balance of rusted Libra
Playing the role of the arcanist Changing the purposes and the principles of each step made Issuing a new chapter of human anatomy The rise of new properly scattered nations
更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Playing the role of the neo, the oath The grand architect and pillars of Sine Supported by the erotic flesh The enslaved sin, the serpent
Black gaps of delusions Fed by the Elysian tears Restoring the helix foundation The balance of rusted Libra
Enough! Of bickering over the truth The aborigine and mortal fictions Listening to humans Talking about treason, (why?) Where ever we go
'… And then, the author showed that your work amounted to nothing. You started crying, all the enthusiasm gathered from your rough imaginary ordeal lost.
Shouting furiously at the author, you demanded a solution, An explanation to what's happened. Is this all just inside your mind? Is it reality? Or… is this just a whole different reality that you're living in? What is living anyway? Why are we wondering? What is wondering? What is what?
The author drew a condescending smile as he closed his book…'
The perfect circle pursuit Where death follows birth, Division of different beliefs And birth of another death, Claims of the inferior minds Such (a wretched) balance!
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