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