[00:00.000] 作曲 : Vortex Writer[00:57.712]Like a dying and departed tribe[01:30.541]Some are born to crawl into the[01:51.543]pockets of the living with no ancient[02:09.628]creature to worship one depends[02:20.920]on the personal will to evolve as[03:12.324]a pure unique individual[03:30.436]They stand yet they cannot[03:40.102]Stop they walk yet they[04:00.976]never touch the ground[04:53.807]The tall dark structure made[04:56.407]them pay for their feelings[05:02.042]they are born sinless and[05:06.037]die blankly with no[05:12.119]ancient creature to worship[05:18.528]they stare to the sun[05:26.562]without blindness to[05:29.890]overcome them[05:32.832]Yet they rot for what[05:40.552]to be no one they[05:47.018]want to claim the puissance[05:57.271]they stand yet they[06:02.654]cannot stop they walk[06:13.904]yet they never touch the ground