On the Eve of Wandering

Don't ask me where I come from. My hometown lies far away. Why do I wander? I wander far away, I wander...

The spirit realm awaits our generation. We must climb to the heights and give voice to what's in our hearts.

Come, let us reach the summit together and stand amid a world of light.

I seek the ancient primordial age. Surely I can meet an immortal maiden above.

Looking down, the vast emptiness is tiny as a mustard seed. One long cry, and heaven and earth fall silent.