In that place full of sin, I fell into hell. In this different world, would anyone bring me hope and light? There was a glimmer of hope in my already numb heart.
I am at the bottom of the dark world, and light has no chance for me. Carrying the wings of darkness, can I get close to God's beloved?
Carrying the darkness, approaching the light.
In light and darkness,
I finally. ． ． ． ． ．