The same bullshit, I met you behind the betrayal of youth.
I thought I wouldn't think about it anymore, at least you are just my comfort and forgotten friend's existence.
Such an ever-present existence,
Such transformation through fire,
You changed more than just my own appearance,
Instead, devote yourself wholeheartedly and then fall.
I thought I was the happiest type, free from betrayal,
Because your appearance makes a difference,
And forgetting betrayal is still like the haze that appears after sunset,
Leaving unwilling to make the same mistakes again,
I was destined to fight.