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Lyrics Come, have pity, bring your pedigrees Anti-scriptures gathered here Sunken guidance Prostrate hallucinations Audience, conquest, blind devotion Dance, get drunk, conceive Avatar, a new system Slanted hallucinations Tin and religion Ral, Lari, chant for life Well, defy the new royal capital Muffled brain systems Dig a grave, sermonize Shaka Shaka good deeds Six senses, charge, gentian, lock Now then, tremble Scorn the new system Extension of deception Inferiority of sophistry Dog, Rag, make it come true Eerie hands are here Eyes of reason, sobbing Turn back and go far away, Remembering your eyes Now, everyone dance in the hollow Sanskrit seeker system Gouge out the heartbeat, let it bloom, let it bloom Now, with fierce eyes Ekam, that's right. At the front The sky soaked in crimson, make your heels ring Ah, a vague destiny star In the severe wheezing There is no superiority or inferiority, spin and dance Now, vaguely the ninth one slashes the dragon Pa-para, Ral, Lari, Buriki no Dance Now, smile at the sudden turn Narasimha fluid system Accumulated faith Parting inferiority Grudge, mausoleum, concussion Para-para go mad Avatar, half-intoxicated Gradually collapsing Inferior emotions Revere Balarama The dead dragon roars In the Bhagavad Gita Tense heart Push and pull dialogue Arcadia returning to nothingness Whoa, whoa, howl Into the Avatar envelope Krishna guidance Arjuna's last rites Dog, Rag, celebrate Eerie hands, the truth Understanding was lost long ago, Strike down the demon god far away, Led by the lurking shadow Now everyone dance with impulse Sanskrit seeker system The days spent in clutter fade away, fade away Now, fierce eyes Sapta's brain is the legitimate system Echo through the sky painted crimson, echo, echo Ah, hexagram streamline Royal hatred is impulsivity In a pinch, hit the incantation, Habake Rudre Now vaguely the ninth one hastens the madness The rumored Buriki no Dance Now, everyone dance in the hollow Sanskrit seeker system Gouge out the heartbeat, let it bloom, let it burn Now, those fierce eyes Ekam, that's right. At the front Truly, the heartbeat is a dance Taking the checkmate, Far Thunder Emperor Sanskrit seeker system Delusional believers dance. Terribly fragile Now, vaguely the ninth one is like the blind Lend me your hands, Buriki no Dance