Lyric

The sky gets dressed sluggishly

And we prepare for a picnic

Praying to God increased instead you interrupt my words

Because I always violate God or nature

It makes me fear

We would not get the freedom or the choice

We have to accept it and do not have time when you feel empty

Daybreak comes silently unless the earth keeps revolve

To me, to you, to the dead, to the living

Only pound my heart on that place

Only continue to look on a telephoto lens

Astrology revives at the present day in spite of they get astronomy

Fresh and barbarous music to soldiers who will be dead