Within the unending world
Final words flourished in profusion
so real than despair
You won't turn back anymore
So shout your voice hoarse
My usual days burst
On the day when you and the Sun died
I secretly get swallowed up
By the undesired whirlpool of noise
Don't forget my voice
Until the day when we meet again
The stolen pain of my hands
Is growing ceaselessly
The glass shattered
The truth flees
Black tears flowed
Oh, the scattering season
Guide me to despair
Because even in my karma that begun
Certainly a meaning exists for sure
decide, and get my way
That's right, be yourself
Shoot down your confusion and advance
Goodbye, I'm going already
To the beginning of the end
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