Deep in the sea, in the unknown world, who hides the stars and the moon? Who made the light disappear under the deep sea?
Will the former civilization and the former faith disappear with the sinking of the continent?
Ancient records, the price of the contract.
The secret is hidden in midsummer, which is colder than winter,
The secret is hidden in the cross that is as old as time
The dream that flows between the two
As the rose walks eastward, the answer is about to appear.