Under the moonlight this person set his foot on this unfamiliar journey Attracting passers-by to sacrifice themselves, becoming bloodthirsty souls
The flickering isn’t the sound of the wind, it’s the remorse of the forerunners The once pure hunter becomes the person being hunted Hunting to see who can be the cruelest
I’m afraid that once it is full moon, when I turn around and in a flash, I lose my mind Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, there’s still a lamp, there are still people surviving
I’m afraid the lights will no longer show and that hungry eyesight will swallow me alive Can’t hate it, can’t hate it, gnawing until nothing is left Thoroughly destroying me
A kiss in the snow, perhaps even a monster misses being innocent? The color of the night is like a grave, the constellations are tears that will never rest in peace
Searching for a breathing body temperature, no caring whether the lake water is cold or not The shadow on the lake is someone familiar Degenerating and disowning his loved ones