Lyrics of the humble clown

-Mr Lu Dangol.

Gray space-time can't touch the end of the edge.

A clown full of evil is calling the entrance of the church to wander constantly.

In a quarter of an hour when white roses wither.

Tragedy began to blend, and the wound stopped at its heart, with a dull pain.

A puppet suspended in mid-air, its mind is numbly manipulated.

Evil began to get out of control, and my humble soul slowly became restless in the dark.

Humble clown (playing with her deadly smile)

The exit of the church (full of evil and connivance)

One cannot put back the clock. The mind is manipulated and the soul is hollowed out.

That colorful face (sinking emotions are isolated)

A sunken puppet (helpless but suppressing pain)

The dark forces have begun to move out, but he still doesn't know how to play with its humble smile.

With his evil spell, he sank half the universe.

Look at that humble clown, the doll that will be forgotten.

Half of the tears came out and kissed his forehead.

He couldn't turn around and give up the idea of hatred.

Oh, he saw the smiling face of Zhang Qianbei again.

Slowly disappear among the dust.

The season of numb thoughts was on the verge of collapse, and he didn't notice it.

He tried to change, change, change all this, hoping to go back to the past.

Maybe he feels unfair, usually because of a little heartache.

Humble clown (playing with her deadly smile)

The exit of the church (full of evil and connivance)

One cannot put back the clock. The mind is manipulated and the soul is hollowed out.

That colorful face (sinking emotions are isolated)

A sunken puppet (helpless but suppressing pain)

The dark forces have begun to move out, but he still doesn't know how to play with its humble smile.

With his evil spell, he sank half the universe.

Look at that humble clown, the doll that will be forgotten.

Half of the tears came out and kissed his forehead.

He couldn't turn around and give up the idea of hatred.

With his evil spell, he sank half the universe.

Look at that humble clown, the doll that will be forgotten.