English version by TYERecords

Meaningless theories and prophecies, won’t bring peace to the land
It’s so funny how all the situations at hand, How the cursed lingers
How the foolish [bad word] the world, naming kings to manage us all
Trash their childish work as their plans tumble and fall, impossible walls

All of the love that people once spread about, the distance up in the sky
Virtual dreams and liberties, how they spur you queestioning why
Limited lies full of deceit carry on, with days that tower with hate
Make a choice for now, whether you know how, Denying the fate or hacking into the gate

But remember that, Every brilliant day, should be lived for those who passed away
Remember the days of before, all the lost memeories, pray they never leave
Cheating the passage of time, when the doubt is held on broken wings
silhoutte watching alone, should you choose to break and intervene