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In the year of "duo milia duodecim"

The mankind has corrupted

Lift your head up and see

As they slouch on the destroyed soil

Can you see the empty shell?

Which a human leaves

Our thoughts are exaggerated

Our minds are infested

It's so cold...

In this dead world...

We are so alone...

In this depressive earth...

Sometimes I wonder

Why are we even here

To be doomed?

Or just used as puppets?

At the end of the world

Not even the wisest ones

Shall not know

What ever happened

It's so cold...

In this dead world...

We are so alone...

In this depressive world...

It is now our destiny

To burn in the purgatory

We shall never touch the skies

We only reach our doom

It's too cold...

To see the truth...

We are all alone...

In this isolated world...