Some spirits may appear in order to move
The other way of war
But I am sunlight and devastation of success
Very far away footsteps calling their names to change
If the next day won't come, my heart will replace it
With an image of past filled, distorted mirror
It may not excuse the failure of being abandoned
After looping into the ever churning misery
Caused by blindness, caused by hopelessly loving
And the origin of bursting out the tragedy day after day
So easier to get the stone from the infinite cave of moral day after day