“Life, thin and light-off time and time again Frivolous tireless oneI heard the echo, from the valleys and the heart Open to the lonely soul of sickle harvesting Repeat outrightly, but also repeat the well-being of Eventually swaying in the desert oasis I believe I am Born as the bright summer flowers Do not withered undefeated fiery demon rule Heart rate and breathing to bear the load of the cumbersome Bored”
“I heard the music, from the moon and carcass Auxiliary extreme aestheticism bait to capture misty Filling the intense life, but also filling the pure There are always memories throughout the earth”