In this deep night, you guys won't see me I can see the moon through my palm Five senses don't work except for one freely But I play this only by instinct The passing of time is no different for all kind of existence If I can't go to hell or heaven, surely my soul hasn't burned up This celebration belongs to we have returned here Bring a chariot if you wanna stop this marching No matter how far I go, it's a boring world for me I'll embroil all and then shout cry of triumph In this deep night, you guys won't see me I can see the moon through my pa ... what? Five senses come back with pain and heat I guess I forgot what I needed When the true me is illuminated The time through will rewind If I could die at the end of my dreams I don't care if I go to hell This celebration belongs to we have returned here Bring a chariot if you wanna stop this marching No matter how far I go, it's a boring world for me I'll embroil all and then shout cry out? The passing of time is no different for all kind of existence If I can't go to hell or heaven, surely my soul hasn't burned up This celebration belongs to we have returned here Bring a chariot if you wanna stop this marching No matter how far I go, it's a boring world for me I'll embroil all and then shout cry This celebration belongs to we have returned here Bring a chariot if you wanna stop this marching No matter how far I go, it's a boring world for me I'll embroil all and then shout cry of triumph