Written by：Canon / Hiroyuki Sawano



Am I still in the glum nightmare

Or am I mere stoned

Tiny bit of reason still remains in my right hand

That power of ache will just keep me alive

Can't touch nothing bout the world

But the truth almost has revealed

Then smash out the future told

It's time to end these miseries

Latch off my vague nerve

What color is my blood red black or white

Now I'm getting ready

Oh where are my Frenches

If I got to lose control

Will you kill me first

Deep rooted anger still remains in my right hand

That power of ache will just keep me alive

Can't touch nothing bout the world

But the truth almost has revealed

Then smash out the future told

It's time to end these miseries

Latch off my vague nerve

What color is my blood red black or white

Now I'm getting ready

Oh where are my Frenches

Have I gone so mad

The pain's through my blood

Can't touch nothing bout the world

But the truth almost has revealed

Then smash out the future told

It's time to end these miseries

Latch off my vague nerve

What color is my blood red black or white

Now I'm getting ready

Oh where are my Frenches

Have I gone so mad

The pain's through my blood