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Back. Lyrics: Night Hermit.

Composer: Hongyu.

Arranger: Hongyu.

Singing: Xiaoqian.

Verse A1: Darkness eats away at light.

The breath washed away the solidified smell of decay.

Passing ghosts.

Turned into a dark red filth on the blade.

Song A2: Bronze builds a strong fortress.

Garnish with white bones.

Whether the mystery is too deep.

will even the dead feel awe.

Segment A: The ambiguity of the truth is revealed by the guards of the Yin Soldiers.

Who is the one who controls everything in the end?

Here you are the puppets of fate.

All struggles seem futile and humble.

Chorus A: The face is shattered in the mirror, and the gray hair is soaked in decadence.

You can still deliver the back without any scruples.

The trust in each other's eyes has never been mixed with hypocrisy.

Friendship goes deep into the bone marrow unconsciously.

Solo Title Song B:

Everyone in this scene is guilty of the same crime.

Don't comfort yourself.

Blurred right and wrong.

And who really has a clear conscience.

Paragraph B: It's right not to think about whether it's wrong to risk your life and have no regrets.

The hand stretched out on the abyss keeps you from falling.

I couldn't tell if it was blood or sweat dripping down.

I only know that the touch is more acute than the pain.

Chorus B: Karma ignites exhaustion, silence freezes collapse.

Brothers who share life and death still talk about what burdens.

Even if the road in front of you is only dark.

The temperature on my back tells you that you must not retreat.

Chorus C: Fate has been derailed again and again, and no one can see the end.

Will you face a handful of ashes after many years.

At that moment, there may not be tears.

It's just that there is no back to rely on from now on.

Singing: Audio Monster.

Lyrics: Flame 31

In the dream, I stood in front of the memories.

Use a bamboo basket to pick up the fragments of time.

Looking at the difficult and dangerous images along the way, so many years have passed.

How did you find yourself standing at the starting point.

Halfway through, it was impossible to tell who was friend or foe.

A scene of lies sings immortality.

I speculate on the end of humanity beneath the abyss.

After being willing to measure, I understood that love is not long.

Eyes full of shackles Ghosts and gods peep through your eyes.

Half a mantra is too late to precipitate it in a lifetime.

When you wave the time, turn back your fate and rewrite the prophecy.

Lost how much once upon a time stumbled and waited for someone to come true.

Think about the smiling face again How many masks there are.

I once believed that the journey was just a test.

I can't guess the connection with life and death.

It's just that all the way along the way, the image has been sliced through so many years.

How did you find out that you are standing so far away from each other?

This) hesitation staged a confidant's white head.

The trusting one saw blood in the blink of an eye.

You are waiting for the truth behind your wishes.

Even if you forget it, how long will it take to see it through?

Eyes full of shackles Ghosts and gods peep through your eyes.

Half a mantra is too late to precipitate it in a lifetime.

When you wave the time, turn back your fate and rewrite the prophecy.

Lost how much once upon a time stumbled and waited for someone to come true.

Think about the smiling face again How many masks there are.

Snow is tired of marveling at your years without waves.

The rhino light is ignited, and the world is not reflected in the past.

Those clumps of masks have replaced the real faces.

In the end, it's hard to distinguish between the real and the fake, and it lurks around you until death.

It has always been the human heart that is more terrifying than ghosts and gods.

There will come a time when you will meet the hidden.

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Tomb robbery notes once in the sea.

Can't see through a lie.

A short line of sight from the sky.

Who wrote those years.

Stretch out the years. Who wants to replace him with innocence.

Traces of the gaze.

A half-life chess game.

The resurrection under the loess is bizarre.

The secret of the remnant.

Old memories.

Can't wait for the dust to settle.

A burnt copper fish.

The mist of the snow-capped mountains sinks in your eyes.

The back in the tombway.

Where to look. It's ridiculous that all the mechanisms will be counted in this life.

Walk through the puzzles of the Paracels.

The one who has seen the glorious Genting.

The flames are inexhaustible.

Wind and sand for thousands of miles. In the next life, sing the dream camel bell again.

The clouds of Kunlun.

Killing intent is plated with black gold.

Delusional probing the snort of ghosts.

Pale meteorite.

Silent Qinling.

It's been a long way.

Mountains and rivers are forever silent. Is that kid still naïve?

The years have long forgotten him.

After the clouds are rolling back.

The end of their own world. There was no more of him behind the bronze door.

Between the ebb and flow of the tide.

The end of their own world. The remaining fragrance is scattered with several petals.

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