When I look down, the sun Cuts through, inmidst of the snow The black shadow is floating Inside of a faint dream? Now, take it away This burning arm, those wings
I fall in the sky forbidden gate
Where should I go to be able to forget? The flying crows I'll go to a future which can't see these thougts If I fall down, will I finally reach your world? He, who is attached to death; so much that it's stupid, is still...
When I look down, the sun Ah... Forbidden Gate
Where should I go to be able to forget? The flying crows I'll go to a future which can't see these thougts If I fall down, will I finally reach your world? He, who is attached to death; so much that it's stupid, is still...Ah
Forbidden gate I fall in the sky forbidden gate
He, who is attached to death; so much that it's stupid, is still... inside of the framed picture
