Old Oath: Aphasia

Wake up every day and repeat the same life as yesterday Go out every day and repeat the same tragedy as yesterday The suffering people endure is packaged as a matter of course But no one dares to speak out, everyone is controlled by the world He and she put their hands together, only you and me are left in front of them Promise has become the heaviest shackles at this time When suffering corrupts people's hearts, when justice is defined by the wicked A tragic uprising seems inevitable "There is a whole dead world between us"