Lyrics of Ren Yuxiang's the undead

I hate people

My patience has ended

Where shall my blood be spilled

The night beckons

The ancient evil survives

From the depths I come

The blade of frost and ice of sorrow twines the frozen peak

Break through the limit of reason and write down the oath of degeneration

Put aside the absurd mission and embark on unrepentant persistence

Looking for distant guidance

Tear up the ugly face of hypocrisy

The promise of death reveals the true side of strength and perseverance

The belief of death and loyalty farewell to the sentimental love of weeping and whining

The song of the dead from the abyss of hell

Talk about eternal obsession and ideal

Cold wind blowing away hesitation

Freeze the broken belief

Life prays and blessings, helpless and melancholy

Melancholy sings the chapter of parting

Pull up the magic sword, strange and familiar face

The glory of the past

Through yesterday's chest

Tears in the curse

Pour out Frost's sorrow

Frozen the lonely withered flowers

Frosty indifference

Fear comes at night

Spread, depravity and erosion

Farewell to the past and destiny

Listen to the voice of contract

Enjoy a moment of soul peace

Feel the guidance of ice call

Looking for the voice in my heart

The setting sun goes against to say goodbye

The cold wind wakes the dream

Lonely crawls to the temples

A desolate figure holding a sword

A heroic song loyal to the dead

How much heaviness does the Cape of lonely dancing contain

In the pace of progress, indelible pain

Farewell to the praise of epic, break through the cage of fate

Searching for the iceberg of the throne on the other side of the dream

The darkness under the sacrifice of blood, the dark tide, the abyss

Wipe the past life completely

The cry of Frost's sorrow awakens the short and pure night sky

Frozen the lonely withered flowers

Burning cold and winding frost

Fear comes at night

Spread, depravity and erosion

Farewell to the past and destiny

Listen to the voice of contract

Enjoy a moment of soul peace

Feel the guidance of ice call

Looking for the voice in my heart

The setting sun goes against to say goodbye

The cold wind wakes the dream

Lonely crawls to the temples

A desolate figure holding a sword

A heroic song loyal to the dead