Lyrics of zuya Nashi's Zhi

The moon dew wants to become frost, and the wind hears the sound of flute, but it doesn't break my heart

Floating fragrance, pure Li, a pair of Shadows

Strange peak in the dark

I'd rather go through fire and water

After Xi I, demons and ghosts do their best to kill and gather the edge

Everyone says that my way is long

Fan Ran's long illness in the world of mortals

All kinds of things, I am the only one

Five books of the evil way

Mahayana will not cross ten directions

Strong wind and sharp feather want to cut Yin and Yang

The road will wash its bustle

Three thousand generations have been used as cutting fields

Golden ebony and Fusang

In the evening, I'll accompany you. The flute sounds like bamboo

The old man's words and smiles are not the same, so they can't face each other

Even if there is no way to go, the road will be filled with rotten grass

As if arsenic, my sweet honey

Kawahara's red make-up flies and dogs

Everyone is afraid of me

Fan Ran's long illness in the world of mortals

We are not alone

Five books of the evil way

Mahayana will not cross ten directions

Strong wind and sharp feather want to break Yin and Yang

The road will wash its bustle

Three thousand years of clear cutting

I stand alone in the middle of heaven and earth

The world becomes a devil and a king

Nirvana and mortal disease

The rise and fall of all things

The evil way turns back to the book and burns

Mahayana will not cross ten directions

Strong wind and sharp feathers overturn Yin and Yang

The road will wash its bustle

Three thousand generations have been used as cutting fields

What my heart is aiming for is righteousness

Three thousand generations have been the land of bliss