| Song | Fireroses Dance |
| Artist | Vanden Plas |
| Album | Christ 0 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kuntz, Werno | |
| One day, when the fires eat the lands | |
| And the widows start to dance | |
| Then it shows all the beauty | |
| In just one day | |
| Why is it ever too late and why, is it ever | |
| Why is it ever too late and why, is it ever | |
| Too late | |
| See the beauty of the world | |
| For a second just a glance | |
| One day when the fire roses dance | |
| One day when I am crying for this song | |
| Now it's written to the end | |
| I could save all their children | |
| In just one day | |
| Why is it ever too late | |
| And why is it ever too late | |
| See the beauty of the world | |
| In a clear vermilion sky | |
| One day feels like indian summer | |
| Lose the beauty of the world | |
| So in common with the dying | |
| One day | |
| When the flame of innocence | |
| Lets the fire roses dance | |
| Missa ignis, missa ultoris | |
| Missa presteris et saltatus | |
| See the beauty of the world | |
| In a clear vermilion sky | |
| One day, one day | |
| Plant the trees to cut them down | |
| Burn my city to the ground | |
| Count seconds - steal the time | |
| Waste your words to build a rhyme | |
| For all holes in me to fill | |
| I need the newborn lives to... | |
| Pray my true amens | |
| After fire roses dance |
| zuo ci : Kuntz, Werno | |
| One day, when the fires eat the lands | |
| And the widows start to dance | |
| Then it shows all the beauty | |
| In just one day | |
| Why is it ever too late and why, is it ever | |
| Why is it ever too late and why, is it ever | |
| Too late | |
| See the beauty of the world | |
| For a second just a glance | |
| One day when the fire roses dance | |
| One day when I am crying for this song | |
| Now it' s written to the end | |
| I could save all their children | |
| In just one day | |
| Why is it ever too late | |
| And why is it ever too late | |
| See the beauty of the world | |
| In a clear vermilion sky | |
| One day feels like indian summer | |
| Lose the beauty of the world | |
| So in common with the dying | |
| One day | |
| When the flame of innocence | |
| Lets the fire roses dance | |
| Missa ignis, missa ultoris | |
| Missa presteris et saltatus | |
| See the beauty of the world | |
| In a clear vermilion sky | |
| One day, one day | |
| Plant the trees to cut them down | |
| Burn my city to the ground | |
| Count seconds steal the time | |
| Waste your words to build a rhyme | |
| For all holes in me to fill | |
| I need the newborn lives to... | |
| Pray my true amens | |
| After fire roses dance |
| zuò cí : Kuntz, Werno | |
| One day, when the fires eat the lands | |
| And the widows start to dance | |
| Then it shows all the beauty | |
| In just one day | |
| Why is it ever too late and why, is it ever | |
| Why is it ever too late and why, is it ever | |
| Too late | |
| See the beauty of the world | |
| For a second just a glance | |
| One day when the fire roses dance | |
| One day when I am crying for this song | |
| Now it' s written to the end | |
| I could save all their children | |
| In just one day | |
| Why is it ever too late | |
| And why is it ever too late | |
| See the beauty of the world | |
| In a clear vermilion sky | |
| One day feels like indian summer | |
| Lose the beauty of the world | |
| So in common with the dying | |
| One day | |
| When the flame of innocence | |
| Lets the fire roses dance | |
| Missa ignis, missa ultoris | |
| Missa presteris et saltatus | |
| See the beauty of the world | |
| In a clear vermilion sky | |
| One day, one day | |
| Plant the trees to cut them down | |
| Burn my city to the ground | |
| Count seconds steal the time | |
| Waste your words to build a rhyme | |
| For all holes in me to fill | |
| I need the newborn lives to... | |
| Pray my true amens | |
| After fire roses dance |