Eternal Age: Lost Planet

[Furry direction] + [anti-war] + [no cool article] Heaven and earth were quietly enveloped When the world will eventually return to chaos When the God of mercy no longer exists Whose palm has the last warmth slipped from? Who is weaving the thread of fate behind the scenes? If the name passes, it flows against the long river If the dead walk in the light If the quiet snow falls to the sky, the world will stop—— If the end of the elegy is the flowering season, Burning a lamp in the ashes becomes the seed of the era