【setlist】2016.09.09 DIR EN GREY TOUR 16-17 FROM DEPRESSION TO _____ [Mode of DUM SPIRO SPERO] @ Legacy Taipei

2016.09.09
DIR EN GREY TOUR 16-17 FROM DEPRESSION TO _____ [Mode of DUM SPIRO SPERO] @ Legacy Taipei

setlist:
01. LOTUS (Symphonic Ver.)
02. DIFFERENT SENSE
03. AMON (Symphonic Ver.)
04. 滴る朦朧
05. DECAYED CROW
06. Midwife
07. THE BLOSSOMING BEELZEBUB
08. DIABOLOS
09. Behind a vacant image
10. 流転の塔 (Symphonic Ver.)
11. 暁
12. 激しさと、この胸の中で絡み付いた灼熱の闇

Encore
13. VANITAS
14. Un deux
15. 詩踏み
16. Sustain the untruth

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