[00:00.000] 作曲 : Erra
[00:10.83]Faith we abate, a perfect design of which we deprecate
[00:21.56]We can't decipher this suppressive surge of desire
[00:32.97]As I watch the hands of time cradle circumstance and consequence
[00:38.77]I reiterate that the hourglass is near its end and depleting swiftly
[00:48.46]Trace the edge along this line we drew within this narrow space
[00:59.74]Memories I can't recreate
[01:04.45]Wreckage beyond what we could calculate
[01:10.48]An affection that fluctuates
[01:15.01]Familiar speech in a new tongue that I can not translate
[01:24.75]Who's to say that our faith was kept in a safe place
[01:34.31]As we witness a weaker pulse and shallow breaths
[01:38.78]The innocent fight to take their life back, no surrender of light from their eyes
[01:47.09]Perpetrator, give back what's not yours to keep
[01:53.46]Stolen destinations of contingency, ripped apart and vanishing
[02:02.48]Memories I can't recreate
[02:06.77]Wreckage beyond what we could calculate
[02:12.75]An affection that fluctuates
[02:17.36]Familiar speech in a new tongue that I can not translate
[02:26.60]These wandering eyes provide confirmation of idle actions
[02:31.39]Holding keys to open doors we're too afraid to enter
[02:39.73]We scrutinize but execution falls short
[02:46.62]Disgust for lack of action
[02:51.93]Cover your face with your hands and look away
[02:57.42]Memories I can't recreate
[03:01.94]Wreckage beyond what we could calculate
[03:07.75]An affection that fluctuates
[03:12.60]Familiar speech in a new tongue
[03:19.02]Memories I can't recreate
[03:23.85]Wreckage beyond what we could calculate
[03:29.79]An affection that fluctuates
[03:34.34]Familiar speech in a new tongue that I can not translate
[03:43.09]Perpetrator, give back what's not yours to keep