Someone’s song quietly flows amidst the softly mist
Glistening like a drop of water, the timbre plays the music of the beat

Fangs are bitten off before they open their eyes
Now made to listen to that softly trembling voice

Shining in the evening mist, a song of rapture and anguish resounds

Fangs are bitten off before they open their eyes
Burn that trembling voice

Limitlessly, bluely, deeply to the origin of the transparent sky
If I can return someday
Alone in a world with wounded limitations, let’s collapse
The beat, that’s still circulating, heals the wounds

Changing colors like the morning mist, the timbre plays the music of imagination

Fangs are bitten off before their eyes open
Burn that trembling voice

Limitlessly, high, far like the fickle clouds
If I can become free someday
Within a time with limitations I seem to go astray and break but
The beat still searches for the sleeping you


Limitlessly, bluely, deeply to the origin of the transparent sky
If I can return someday
Alone in a world with wounded limitations, let’s collapse
The beat, that’s still circulating, heals the wounds

Fangs are bitten off before they open their eyes
Burn that trembling voice
Fangs are bitten off before a reason awakens
Burn the disconnected senses


Lyrics submitted by KieruXKaoru

Vanguard (english) song meanings
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