The bouncing doll, the mysterious guide in the mirror, the mysterious prophet who disappeared mysteriously,
Howling before dawn, crying in the middle of the night, struggling in dreams, sleeping in reality,
The marks of memories, the fear of waking up from dreams, the dead in black, the waving blades,
The blood-soaked tomb, the secret of the silent town,
This is a deserted city,
Here, you can hear the songs from the dead and the calls from hell,
Shhh,
Remember,
The black night crow is a sign of death,
The blood-stained rose is the carnival of the dead,
The door for which the key cannot be found is the only way to dawn,
Deciphered codes, on the oldest tombstones,
The inscription is engraved in the most decayed coffin,
The bloody marks in the dream, in the darkest underground,
What you see may not be real.
What you dream about is not necessarily absurd.
Welcome to the deserted city,
The game of life and death unfolds here,
death and rebirth,
Fall and redemption...
Sleeping in the shadows,
You're not the only one...
Intention: No matter how dark it is, there are always people working hard.