A bunch of drops
From the ice clouds
They tell me I have
To leave my shield
They suggest me
To get hit and
Resist the fragility of this
Oblivion
Oblivion
It's nobody's fault,
But my evil monsters say bad things
How can I live with them?
How can I be their friend?
How can I live with them?
How can I be their friend?
Shut yourself away
Erupt
Shut yourself away
Erupt
Breathe, they haven't won yet
Breathe, they haven't won yet
Let the rain cradle you
Let the rain cradle you