Dormant Craving
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Dormant Craving is an Arknights music track acting as the leitmotif of Ho'olheyak, performed by the singer Mindia.
Introduction
My tail tip sweeps through ruins,
Wet dew soaks into my auriculars,
History lies buried in my flesh and blood.
Wet dew soaks into my auriculars,
History lies buried in my flesh and blood.
Lyrics
Progress only shows up as scars,
decorates me with permanent marks,
color me and turn me to art.
I'm one with the Arts.
Might take a hundred lifetimes,
but I've come to terms with the high price.
I'll carry on until I find
how to keep history from rhyming.
I hit them with my soliloquies
instead of sending out our infantries.
This could be the part of this trilogy
where I pass you the lead role.
Maybe I won't see the light of another sunrise.
Hey, there's no need to cry;
you won't be lonely cause I'll see you on the other side.
On the other side. [×2]
Masses speaking their mind with ballads
screams a message that's louder than violence.
Follow me, let's repair the damage
instead of staying silent, ah...
It's us against the hive mind
who would rather turn a blind eye
than to recognize the righteous lives
that'll go to waste if we don't change.
The present reeks of history,
and the cynics say we're in too deep.
Who am I if I don't live to be
the one who goes down singing?
Maybe I won't see the light of another sunrise.
Hey, there's no need to cry;
you won't be lonely cause I'll see you on the other side.
On the other side. [×2]
On the other side.
Please carry my torch and grow it into the sunrise.
No, I won't see the light of another sunrise.
Hey, there's no need to cry;
you won't be lonely cause I'll see you on the other side.
On the other side. [×2]
On the other side.
decorates me with permanent marks,
color me and turn me to art.
I'm one with the Arts.
Might take a hundred lifetimes,
but I've come to terms with the high price.
I'll carry on until I find
how to keep history from rhyming.
I hit them with my soliloquies
instead of sending out our infantries.
This could be the part of this trilogy
where I pass you the lead role.
Maybe I won't see the light of another sunrise.
Hey, there's no need to cry;
you won't be lonely cause I'll see you on the other side.
On the other side. [×2]
Masses speaking their mind with ballads
screams a message that's louder than violence.
Follow me, let's repair the damage
instead of staying silent, ah...
It's us against the hive mind
who would rather turn a blind eye
than to recognize the righteous lives
that'll go to waste if we don't change.
The present reeks of history,
and the cynics say we're in too deep.
Who am I if I don't live to be
the one who goes down singing?
Maybe I won't see the light of another sunrise.
Hey, there's no need to cry;
you won't be lonely cause I'll see you on the other side.
On the other side. [×2]
On the other side.
Please carry my torch and grow it into the sunrise.
No, I won't see the light of another sunrise.
Hey, there's no need to cry;
you won't be lonely cause I'll see you on the other side.
On the other side. [×2]
On the other side.