If life is just like the first time we met, youth will stay in that gorgeous sea of butterflies and flowers
In laughter is the fragrance of osmanthus
Two-color pupils, quiet darkness, he only wanted the girl to see clear blue pupils
Cover up the bloodthirsty red eyes
The lotus-like young man bids farewell but waits stubbornly
Only she understands the sad melody
Suddenly looking back, that person was there in the dim light
When I found him, I thought I could hold my hand and grow old with him.
Little did he know that the darkness of blood had already locked him tightly
A huge conspiracy strikes at their happiness
Everything comes to nothing
This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time
Like this, a boy like a lotus silently experiences the hot springs of blood
Falling in love with love like this
Falling into the abyss like this