歌词
Haughty Sage
How dark you see？
How deep you fall？
In a fury of grief，reviling the world.
Eyes were filled with truth and facts.
Even drunk,asleep,dead,
They remains.
People's seeking a desperate settled life.
Glowering at today,
But helpless with tomorrow.
How long it'll take?
How hurt it'll be?
Things absurd turn into ones normal.
Heart's filled with scars and pities.
Flunky's reasonable,
When the kind nearly died of shame.
Why was the thing being a thing?
Truth is ridiculous.
Farce draws tears.
The distorted,
The shameless,
The insidious,
The vulgar,
Trample all them underfoot,
Trample all them underfoot,
Sage，you're standing high above.
Sage，you stick to your creeds.
Sage，inculpate loneliness to people.
Sage，you're like a jest.
Only haughtiness left.
Only haughtiness left.