Hope for the light…
But lost in the long night…
Have longed to embrace the flame…
Alone in the snow…
Forget the worship of the gods…
Alone…Alone…
Without longing for the dawn to break…
There is no need for understanding and tolerance…
On the barren land…
Wherever we go, the disaster follows…
Live not with the living and contempt for the soul of the dead…
The beginning of fate…
The end of all things…

Cold often accompanies me…
Trinidad city...
Heroes fall asleep…
The time of Wanzai…
Yan Zeng…
Snow and ice will eventually come again…

The trees and the walls in the memory…
An instant collapse of faith...
Can't see the way and the light...
Hovering over the border between the living and the dead...
The meteor will eventually cross the sky...
Flowers will inevitably wither…
False eternal...
Hoarse praise of the hypocrisy of the gods!
I will look up to heaven in the abyss!

Dans l'avenir
Le ciel gris
La baisse de résidu de corps
Un visage se moque de tout le monde
Et
Humble se moquer d'euxmêmes
Une épée n'est pas serré
Pas de bouclier
Oublie pas de vous
Impuissant