In haunting desperation
Death unfolds as a theme
She waits in hopeless passion
In darkness, not a soul
So she dreams and dooms her fear
The world will must never fall
One last leap, the bridge of the choice
Fight with me to reach the stellar stars
Frustration and frustration
Tears of sorrow and decay
The first bullet has fallen
The pressure of passion opens
The soul demands the dreams of death
The world will must shatter
And the world must never rest
The first blood, the free in time
Salience and emptiness
Twisted and decaying
The world was a dream
Such as the same