While I'm still sleeping,
Darkness swallowed the earth,
Life cries in the sea of blood.
I have been dreaming for too long,
It seemed like I had slept for ten thousand years.
People are not awake yet,
But there is always something separated from you.
Thousands of people have left their homes,
Some people would rather die than surrender, and some would rather live in slavery for life.
The home of the past is long gone,
Leaving our souls to wander all day long.
Is this an ancient fable or a revelation of the end?
Is this a nightmare for living beings or the fate of the world?
Hope, where is it?