Woorden: Gackt. Fragrance[English].

I can't even figure out where I'm headed
Fading memory is slowly drawn
Towards the wind by a slender thread
I listen closely to the voice of my troubled heart
"What in the world
was I born to do..."
Yes, it's asking
The moon is always gazing at me
Even now, the answer has yet to come
The moon is always gazing at me
Even now, the answer has yet to come
Please let me hear
The voice...
Please show me
The dream...
Because even if I fall into unending sleep
There's nothing to be afraid of
Please teach me
The truth...
Please tell me
The crime...
As my hidden self is
Wet with red tears...
Only affection is becoming greater
I can't remember anything
Not even the name of the past
I can't do anything anymore
The moon is always, quietly,
Letting the rain keep falling...
Please let me hear
The voice...
Please show me
The dream...
Because even if I fall into unending sleep
There's nothing to be afraid of
Please teach me
The truth...
Please tell me
The crime...
As my hidden self is
Wet with red tears...
Please let me hear
The voice...
Please show me
The dream...
Because even if I fall into unending sleep
There's nothing to be afraid of
Please teach me
The truth...
Please tell me
The crime...
As my hidden self is
Wet with red tears...