
Asylum Pyre : Virtual Guns

歌词
1. VIRTUAL GUNS
a/ Gray rising
ièh he èh - ièh he èh
(Translation: Stand up now)
Yah Yayaï – Ya Hi YaÏ Hiaï
Ya Hi YaÏ Hiaï
Yah Yayaï – Ya Hi YaÏ Hiaï
Yah Yayaï – Ya Hi YaÏ Hiaï
Yah Yayaï – Ya Hi YaÏ Hiaï
Yah Yayaï – Ya Hi YaÏ Hiaï
(Translation: Queen Diversity – We’ll follow you anywhere)
Yèèh - eheheh
(Translation: Let’s ride…)
I see you falling… I see you falling...
I see it rising… I see it rising...
b/ Virtual guns
I have turned into a maiden
And billions of souls are on my back now
Come on everybody for our land!
Thousand years of mankind is something that the earth can break
We are standing and now it’s time
Everywhere, a new rising light
Get Ready for the fight
[Chorus:]
We ride in heaven
In the shattered fields of scarlet ruins
We are the chosen
With virtual guns
We’re dead and broken
But in our minds remains a last sin
We are the chosen
With virtual guns
My death is my decision
My sorrow cannot last
Now open the box of time
My siblings on a mission
For the future of the past
We’ll stand up for one last rhyme
…No, there will be no return
…In anger we’ll let them burn
[Chorus]
We are the chosen (x3)
With virtual guns
[Chorus] (x2)
a/ Gray rising
ièh he èh - ièh he èh
(Translation: Stand up now)
Yah Yayaï – Ya Hi YaÏ Hiaï
Ya Hi YaÏ Hiaï
Yah Yayaï – Ya Hi YaÏ Hiaï
Yah Yayaï – Ya Hi YaÏ Hiaï
Yah Yayaï – Ya Hi YaÏ Hiaï
Yah Yayaï – Ya Hi YaÏ Hiaï
(Translation: Queen Diversity – We’ll follow you anywhere)
Yèèh - eheheh
(Translation: Let’s ride…)
I see you falling… I see you falling...
I see it rising… I see it rising...
b/ Virtual guns
I have turned into a maiden
And billions of souls are on my back now
Come on everybody for our land!
Thousand years of mankind is something that the earth can break
We are standing and now it’s time
Everywhere, a new rising light
Get Ready for the fight
[Chorus:]
We ride in heaven
In the shattered fields of scarlet ruins
We are the chosen
With virtual guns
We’re dead and broken
But in our minds remains a last sin
We are the chosen
With virtual guns
My death is my decision
My sorrow cannot last
Now open the box of time
My siblings on a mission
For the future of the past
We’ll stand up for one last rhyme
…No, there will be no return
…In anger we’ll let them burn
[Chorus]
We are the chosen (x3)
With virtual guns
[Chorus] (x2)
