True blades are black
Like lashes of the past
They whip in a blink
And cut, so sharp
For every side
Doomed or bright
There leads a sign
Living inside a ying and yang
Compass of life
You show the top
Of the meridian dome

Ying and yang
Compass of life
You shed the light
Over the meridian dome

Ying and yang

Ying and yang
Compass of life