The right and wrong of the world is like a sad song
Singing for a long time in the sky
Everything is just for a word of hatred
Everything happens when you wake up from a dream
Looking at the crimes on my hands
Those bloody eyes
Everything became the biggest fear
Keep wailing somewhere
Desire to destroy all faults
But things have changed and everything is irreversible
Staring at the earth with eyes filled with hatred
The beast in my heart keeps howling
Blood fills the earth
The last thing I heard was a miserable cry
Everything is caused by the desire to kill
The wind blows across the face full of tears of regret
The taste of blood enriches the sense of smell
I only saw the miserable howl of the final victor there
He raised the knife and left an eternal mark on his body. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .