Locked-up fiction and the future we abandoned 禁锢的谎言 弃之身后的未来

Reach out a hand and touch"today" 伸出手 触碰此刻的现在

The pulse that chills my veins, let it echo through the silence 冰封血脉的悸动 于死寂中回荡开来

As if to drown out this restlessness 似要淹没这份躁动难挨

The loneliness flowing through my hands, still faded of all human hue 掌心流淌的孤寂 早已褪去人间色彩

Frivolous words and an unidentifiable fate 无谓的言语 未知的命途难猜

Adorn the cold blade with meaning 为冰冷刀刃 刻上存在的感慨

Close those pure white, translucent wings 收拢那双 纯白半透的翼翅

Blood drips from hands held high 高举的双手 鲜血滴落不止

Reflected in those swaying, azure eyes 摇曳湛蓝眼眸中 清晰倒映的是

Is a strangely quiet heartbeat 异常沉静的心跳一次

Stumbling onward, until we reach the end of this meaning 踉跄前行 直至这场宿命尽头