| 作曲 : Aiden, William | |
| My wings are torn away. | |
| Spit words like knives. | |
| Inside the fields, | |
| A former life decay. | |
| A poison sword we swallow. | |
| Will you fall back? | |
| Sing for your health. | |
| Sing for the lonely nights, | |
| Existing in hell. | |
| In a loveless world we seem to live. | |
| My wings are torn away. | |
| Spit words like knives. | |
| Inside the fields, | |
| A former life decay. | |
| A poison sword we swallow. | |
| Will you fall back? | |
| Sing for your health. | |
| Sing for the lonely nights, | |
| Existing in hell. | |
| In a loveless world we seem to live. | |
| My wings are torn. | |
| I suffocate. | |
| In the darkest place. | |
| Of the black market hell I live. | |
| My wings are torn. | |
| I suffocate. | |
| In the darkest place. | |
| Of the black market hell I live. | |
| My wings are torn. | |
| I suffocate. | |
| I suffocate. |
| zuo qu : Aiden, William | |
| My wings are torn away. | |
| Spit words like knives. | |
| Inside the fields, | |
| A former life decay. | |
| A poison sword we swallow. | |
| Will you fall back? | |
| Sing for your health. | |
| Sing for the lonely nights, | |
| Existing in hell. | |
| In a loveless world we seem to live. | |
| My wings are torn away. | |
| Spit words like knives. | |
| Inside the fields, | |
| A former life decay. | |
| A poison sword we swallow. | |
| Will you fall back? | |
| Sing for your health. | |
| Sing for the lonely nights, | |
| Existing in hell. | |
| In a loveless world we seem to live. | |
| My wings are torn. | |
| I suffocate. | |
| In the darkest place. | |
| Of the black market hell I live. | |
| My wings are torn. | |
| I suffocate. | |
| In the darkest place. | |
| Of the black market hell I live. | |
| My wings are torn. | |
| I suffocate. | |
| I suffocate. |
| zuò qǔ : Aiden, William | |
| My wings are torn away. | |
| Spit words like knives. | |
| Inside the fields, | |
| A former life decay. | |
| A poison sword we swallow. | |
| Will you fall back? | |
| Sing for your health. | |
| Sing for the lonely nights, | |
| Existing in hell. | |
| In a loveless world we seem to live. | |
| My wings are torn away. | |
| Spit words like knives. | |
| Inside the fields, | |
| A former life decay. | |
| A poison sword we swallow. | |
| Will you fall back? | |
| Sing for your health. | |
| Sing for the lonely nights, | |
| Existing in hell. | |
| In a loveless world we seem to live. | |
| My wings are torn. | |
| I suffocate. | |
| In the darkest place. | |
| Of the black market hell I live. | |
| My wings are torn. | |
| I suffocate. | |
| In the darkest place. | |
| Of the black market hell I live. | |
| My wings are torn. | |
| I suffocate. | |
| I suffocate. |
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