I'm moving forward, but the vision I'm seeing never changes
I'm tormented by perplexity and covering my ears with my hands from regular footsteps
In the world of order dominance
What does my decaying lean figure keep thinking?
Even my pulse which will stop someday is kept by someone's beat
I found myself in burning below zero
This pain and responsibility, both are only for me
No matter of blessing, I'm heading toward thin ice without any traces
Even the next one step was into the abyss
I wouldn't stop my feet