Lyric

Eccentric in a biased city

Start with an experimental tonic

Overdrive

Story to the city

The royal road that goes on the paved road

Having obtained the scales

I look at you coldly

A royal road that follows a set path

Soldiers, don't be late

I remember

I am Lamb and Lion

The Lamb will remember, and the Lion will judge you righteously

Overdrive

The story goes to the stage

Along the way of Apocalypse

I return home

I remember

I am Lamb and Lion

The Lamb will remember, and the Lion will judge you righteously