Ah, I stare up at the sky, knees on land
How long must the weak wait for dawn
It’s easy to avert your eyes from the red sun of the westward sky
But if you have a hidden story that you wish to rewrite
What you should change is your thinking, and the answer which shifts points
It makes clear that those who chose safety are lost
Resonating emotions (Where is it from?) Who do they echo to?
Why not? Dripping with blood, speak up, even if it’s ugly
As if sacrificing an offering to tomorrow
If your heart wavers
It should flow like the sky that changes colors forever
In an unchanging world, thе Goddess has only repaired its appеarances
Racing us against each other, only increasing the competition
Brandishing flags of hope, uneasiness always clinging to us
Accidents simultaneous
What lurks in darkness (You know it) will be exposed in the sun before we lose control
Why not? Only the truth wrung-out can become the sword
Break off the links of the chains that bind you
Even a hole dug by an ant can break a wall
Even if you can’t see the signs of change
Expectations and disappointments go hand in hand
Diffused reflections steal your vision, no matter if you’ve seen the trick before
Ah, that is the hint, that is the notice, ah, Dawn
Everything is being tested without being discussed
The weak, if you’ve opened your eyes, then be determined
Aim and shoot for the morning star
Ah, stare up at the sky, knees on land
How long must the weak wait for dawn