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