月明点滴幻影来。

ToomanywolvesinmyearsTheytrytohidetheirteethbehindthemlipsThelipsthatturnasmiletoasneer.OhtobeweightlessinanatmosphereMoresuitedtomyframeCauseIfeelheavywhenI'mhere.Andattimesweallmayfeelwe'reLostinorbitlikeForgottensatellitesNeverdrawingnearertothatbrilliantsunWe'reallJusthangingaroundButeveryideaexistssomewhereIntheethertobefound.AndsoIkeepthislockedinmychestatnightAndwhenIwakeinthemorningIwillwaitforthelightningstrikeButyou'retheonlysongIeverwanttosingYouarethebeginningandtheendofeverything.ToomanypebblesinmyshoesTheymakeithardtowalkastraightlineTightropebalancingthepointofmeAgainstthepointofyou.It'slikeaquestionwithamillioncluesEachoneshouldleadmebacktoyouInsteadanother

龙的传人扬眉吐气

Iwanttofeellove,runthroughmyblood

素顔になれたら

润壁蜗留银篆古，衰灯蛩诉络丝寒，此时人意正凄然

观彼鼓声成立相，本自不生那有灭

峡路沙如月，山峰石似眉