To You Who Have Died Long Ago

When I woke up everything changed Twelve faces argue with each other, covering up each other's crimes Blank masks are passed among the crowd, covering up the crying face called the truth The answer is revealed, the verdict comes down, it's another absurd farce The sinners are angry, the prisoners are afraid, and the tragedy repeats itself again In the end, the only thing that witnessed everything was the false idol I know I have no chance, but I still write this letter To you who have died long ago.