Let us cut a path through a sober-minded dreamworld
Cut through the dense fog woven by language
Until only you and me are left at the end of the journey
Only you and me are left.
If you hear people crying your name
Perhaps it is the sobbing sounds of heaven
Because you haven't had enough time to tell it goodbye
Bid it farewell.
This kind of existence is already strange enough
But the void inside your heart still beckons you
The moment when closed eyes reopen
Is when the road is changed.
But it's not only your dreamworld that's changed
But also your illusion of the future that you've done everything to protect
Reality roams in empty minds
This is the last day of May
This is a night washed away by heavy rain
I hear people sigh under their breath
About that terrifying face
About what we've been forced to accept...