Singing Sad Words to Mourn the Prison Sentence

The sad chanter of the flow of time, the end of the tide of hope, the supreme king who controls the heart. Praise my Lord, praise my Lord, praise me - Eternal Lament An era where steam machinery and magic coexist, where rules and emotions coexist, and order and chaos coexist. In this prison of sorrowful words, you are the only prison guard. Fate is not yours, hope will never be with you. Thirsty people, when can you take a sip of the nectar of reality? Sad man, when can you escape this eternal sorrow? People who read this book, you know that I am having fun but not awa.