Traveling aimlessly, never knowing where the next place will be
God's promise, meaningless life
act according to one's own thoughts
blessed by god
A life that can never be squandered
world after world
when will it be the end
I don't care about anything, but I won't restrain myself from caring either
My destiny is in my own hands
The next moment of success
It won't be the coming of dawn
But the whisper of Satan
not longing for light
Because I walk under the light
Not rejecting darkness
Because my heart once sank here