So I saved you, and now you're here
You must be thinking what this place is
Sheltered with cubic glass
Colored with floating prismatic
I'm here to confess to you what's wrong
What’s wrong with your species?
Hard it's for me to adapt with you species
All because of your sins and horror
Consumed by corruption in all your doings
Believing that you're having a well life
In all your actions there are consequences
It already had come of what you've already seen
Though I still saved you means that I sill got hope
For your kind that are very ungrateful
Now I need you have to return a favour
For me to escape
