Lyric

LOOK OUT MORNING, A JOB, PASTURE

MASTER SAID ME THAT "GO TO HELP"

HERE, THE STORY BEGINS IT

ALL OF A SUDDEN

I WANNA MAKE WATER

ESCAPE THE WORK ROOM PASTRAY

THERE ARE MANY GRASSES

DEEP IN THE LODGE

THE PLACE SPREADS BELOW OUR EYES

DON'T GET CLOSER TO

THE MOMENT OUT OF MY FOOTS INTO THERE

HAPPEN A DESASTER

DON'T PULL OUT IT, SMELL AWFUL

CRITICAL SITUATION

WHEN YOU TURN

IF YOU FAIL, BOTH OF YOUR FAIL FOOTS GET DRAW INTO THE MASH