A boy who grieves for the future under the moonlight stares at the end of the pale ocean and steps forward In cruel reality I am going to be crazy about my own abilities that I am missing Trees lively and lonely Wind whisper softly You still have a small existence worthless existence
Even the emotions swaying at such a momentary feeling of humiliation similar to brutal hatred A sun similar to murderous intense falls I am broken
You endure sorrow once again and walk and seem to appear, and kill a guilty conscience for the sorrow of the past It knows the day to stop time, and to obtain immortality that longing is useless
Even the emotions swaying at such a momentary feeling of humiliation similar to brutal hatred A sun similar to murderous intense falls I am broken
Even the emotions swaying at such a momentary feeling of humiliation similar to brutal hatred A sun similar to murderous intense falls I am broken
