歌手:Lucius Flavius Domitianus
专辑:《Curl City (Demo)》

作词 : Lucius F. Domitianus
作曲 : Lucius F. Domitianus
Soliloquist on the moor
Singing his psalm
All shall be trapped their trance
Until the winter’s passed
Overlooking through the wilderness
The curl city meanders to the faraway sea

Spiraling, winding, advancing to the horizon
Rough textures breed calluses and hearts of stone
In scarcity, laws of nature are paramount
There’s no slacking for the forerunners
Taught were the starchilds to be at worst sustainers
But the giveaway is that some don’t abide by what they were told
Oh… Then there’s the one that slips through the cages,
Straight out of Curl City, she’ll soar above the sky

Up her sleeve the cards await to be availed
A first stage disadvantage, a first stage motivation
Time proceeds and she accelerates like none would ever have
Once into that second stage, her time is now