The blue-grey lines on my palm can swallow strange demons and lies.
When my father burned up his soul for this, when the old man turned into nothingness for this,
Only then did I realize that the shadow of the city I had seen was just the tip of the iceberg.
Hidden in the fault lines of history are the erased wars.
The conclusions in the textbook are covered with blood-stained chapters.
What I am fighting is a group of gangsters who rely on stealing, robbery and lies to survive!
When I tear apart all false history and crush the starry sky,
I will definitely seek justice for my human race!
