Lyrics of flower deception sleeping in the sea of floating flowers

Huabing, sleeping in the floating sea of flowers

Unable to breathe, unable to indulge

I'm looking for emptiness in the sea of flowers

Seek sound, seek dream

Seek eternity take me away

Can I go to sleep？ Am I already asleep？

Are we really destined to be poisoned by dream?

All that I love were murdered by him,

Is it better to stop believing？

Set the key as "Lianhua" 4

"It's time to bloom. Are the crazy believers who flee to the ideal land doomed to be cheated to death by themselves

How many eyes of the past do you want to deny

To reach the land of fairy tales

Huahaimao → fengcao another spring

The shape of the burned book is like a butterfly

The last crazy believer in the world sleeps here

Survivors ↑ partial ↓ poor ↑ deep into the fingertips

Heather's despair is in my blood

What is unreasonable is everything

Why do roses grow sharp and dazzling

Swearing in territorial sovereignty

It is clear that I have never yearned for such a world

I was cheated by the soil I love so much

This body also bleeds

I couldn't get rid of the knot

On the last piece of this heart

Reflecting a distant ideal town

Before I put the viper in my arms

Poetry and ballads bloom in the earth

Now the parasite hunts the aria of love

Beetles gnawing at the hands and feet of Justice

Faith is endangered as the 13th witch announces

I have no place to escape

This is my 100th year of deep sleep

Flowers are not as cheap as mosses

I've never looked forward to another world today

No matter how many times I was cheated

Even the heart will still bleed

Originally, I can't be willing to

It turns out that I will still write to you again and again

What is the numbness of the weeds first intolerable

Will be looking up at the pain of the starry sky first ↑ will I destroy

I'll be cheated. I'll bleed

It's going to be torn, flattened, and then kneaded

When will the garden finally be invaded

When are you coming? Come on

Come on——

Embracing the poisonous thorn poem

Follow the Nightingale to meet the pain

I believe in the world once today

Sleeping on the edge of floating flower sea

Waiting for the day of falling or drowning

I won't be able to stop writing tomorrow

It's like Eden didn't turn down the apple

You can never refuse

I swear I'll never be perfunctory

Always write for awakening

End.