Leaves on the treetops,
It gradually turns red due to the autumn wind,
Being blown away by the gusts of wind,
Just like this, one scene after another in the cemetery,
The blue sky was withdrawn from sight,
All that's left is endless darkness.
I wanted to scream, but I was too scared to make a sound.
Do you have such experience?
The voice shouting in my heart,
Gradually leading you into the cold and silent abyss.
There, there is no sky.