Lyrics of "504093109" by none

Blowing a stream of wind from the orifice of chaos

In Pangu's eyes, the sky was disturbed

I've smelled the clay that made man, and I've held the fire that fell from the sky

Wading through the river flooded by the stars

"The dog is not benevolent.";

In the meantime, there is still Tu ó Yu è? It's better to keep to the middle than to speak more.

A witness to my endless cultivation

Only then can we know that good and evil are hard to separate, gather and disperse, and stay

Even if it is the sweetest spring

It's hard to save cranes and apes under the sand

Life and death don't seek peace, they spend time and again

Wave the first sword and listen to the wind and fire

Cast the ninth sword

Honglu is a desert that banished me

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, they regard everything as their cud dog.";

The sky is empty but unyielding, the earth is moving and the more poor it is.

I hate the view of the way of heaven, but I let fate go against my ethics

I would rather not wait for the wind and thunder to break the sword into a dragon

Crush the circle between mountain and sea

Robbing clouds and pestering powder in Jiuyuan

It's hard to break the so-called gods and Demons since ancient times

The weak water of dust turns into mirage

The weeping summer insects coagulate into amber

The scales are my loneliness

The clock that wakes the world

W è n wants it to ring

From the twelve Kunlun Mountains to the sky

Presenting the first sword to sacrifice wind and fire

Holding the ninth sword to separate the clear and the turbid

Heaven and earth have engraved my cause and effect