What color is the dusk after the rain? There is no trace of the setting sun in this strange world.
Wandering in countless dark corridors, leaving traces of blood wherever he passed.
A strange world, a blood-stained sky, everything is in its most primitive form.
How did I meet you? Why did you appear in my world without saying a word?
I feel inexplicably calm next to you, and your even breathing affects the timing of my heartbeat.
Yes, this world should not be covered in black and white,
Come on, I'll give you the dye, you can do whatever you want in my world.
Come, baptism of blood and tears.
The pen of time leaves the most beautiful font at the moment you appear.
Intention: After drinking this glass of wine, I will go with you whether you are drunk or not. No matter what the future holds, I will wait for you.