[00:00.000] 作曲 : Vortex Writer[00:01.000] 作词 : Gaerea[00:23.650]Inside a chaotic and beautiful lie[00:29.270]A wounded work of pain[00:34.806]Divine but torn[00:37.871]Wreaking havoc on our hearts[00:46.471]In a divine confusion[00:52.046]Blinded by everything[00:57.774]Crooked feelings pick at our troubled mind[01:08.743]So the passage to sleep gets harder to accept[01:14.510]We close our eyes and wonder the harmonies of the road[01:20.287]Walking in the dark[01:22.954]Tripping and falling[01:25.673]We get up and step into the light[01:31.998]Along the muted stones and driest leaves[01:40.630]Life being crafted under cold winters[01:49.263]Hidden roads inside the wastelands[01:57.800]Storms diverting the path unto new horizons[02:10.031]If the shores were not ravaged[02:16.478]By human greed and ignorance[02:22.782]Resilience would draw a wall of adventures[02:31.238]Ingrained in our cells[02:56.741]The places of Mother Earth are connected on their terms[03:05.404]Nothing detached in the collective souls[03:13.724]Strained ropes around our neck[03:16.908]As we cross the burning bridge[03:22.508]Icon of strength[03:26.348]Without rage[03:32.788]Universal sense of awareness[03:39.340]Waiting to be heard[04:16.961](We are Gaerea)[05:12.240]Bent down on our back[05:16.384]Old oaths thrown in the wind[05:20.608]We′re cursed through sludge and torment[05:29.256]Never turning our back[05:33.528]To the haunting flares[05:37.976]Onwards to our endless rest[05:46.448]Falling asleep[05:50.208]Our feet marching the sphere[05:54.624]Vibrations of a bell[05:59.089]Let the madness rise[06:03.039]Not a whisper[06:07.344]Not a thought[06:10.632]Not a kiss[06:12.872]No luck to be lost