Never sleep on a narrow king-size
You might see 1000 atriums
when you open a door
Cross the battlefield with no masks on
There might be 1000 suns
If you go back 100 million years
The world has become more and more turbulent
Even ourselves have been forgotten
Desires of all kinds are pursued
We are opening up
Wilder than rosa multiflora
Those who are afraid of love will disappear
A normal person will be the new abnormal
What about just go find a Dystopia
Some beasts are crying out
Crying out a thousand imaginations
The world has become more and more turbulent
Even ourselves have been forgotten
Desires of all kinds are pursued
We are opening up
Wilder than rosa multiflora
The world has become more and more turbulent
Even ourselves have been forgotten
Desires of all kinds are pursued
We are opening up
Wilder than rosa multiflora