The Resulting Fate, The Last Human

The Hero Limited Cuz Of His Coffin

Those Who Are Good At Restraining
All Eat Up Their Lives

Ignoring The Sun To Be Born In The Shade

Weaker Than A Slithered Tree

The Seed Of Creation Opens
Its Eyes By Spreading Its Roots

Betray Those Who Have Suffered From
The Finest Of Arts

Have Hatred Of Pitiness And Seperate The Weak

Go For The Goal With Basic Instinct

Wanna Close Your Eyes ,

Are You Scared Of The Crownholder

Everything Is Rejected By Dishonesty,

But I Can't Take It