Pink mist fallen apart
Passion for broken hearts
These days have come to an end
You are my friend
If I could see the truths that lies behind
Then I could stop it from making you break down
Self-destructive passion for blood
Zion can't wait for everyone
But you should be there before the end of Aeon
You should rise above the human expression
Death comes slow
Pink mist fallen apart
You should run away from the fools that bring you down
Self-destructive passion for blood
You should break free from the pattern of expectation
Zion
You should, oh you should, now you should
