In a world where the grotesque wander
Heaven is being torn to pieces

Where will the light lead them?

An infuriated storm, pulsing intensely
No space to even let out a scream

Where will the light lead us?
A miracle far from the mountains of Suzuka

Covering his eyes, a drop shines radiantly
Swirling around the pupil, the road to hell

Where will the light lead him?
The light coursing through the Underworld
A miracle far from the mountains of Suzuka