歌詞

Finally, my pulse is felt

Eternity, it is a fantasy

I wanted to be with you

Everything is dead in your hands

All sensation goes on sleeping

Like a baby in the cradle

Briefly, a man as fucking junk

Vanity invades tomorrow

I don't wake up from nightmare

The hard waver makes me dizzy

I may feel sick in the cradle

Everything is dead in your hands

All sensation goes on sleeping

Like a baby in the cradle

Everything is born in your hands

Like a baby in the cradle