Raw distorted people and parasitic thoughts lead to corrupted minds. Time is destructively sinking. Space has turned against. No one shall pass again. The true meaning of life has arrived long ago. Have you not seen such? Is our effort of trying enough? Can we stop this? Our words are pitiful. If One can change, why not Two as well? As the Moon arrives, the day comes to an end. Such speed cannot be grasped, though. We create, use, and destroy. And what do we do about it...? We don't do anything. And that's a problem. World is cruel, no point fighting back now, anyways. The path to the sky is broken; Why is it like that, I wonder. Being cruel to someone else is hurting yourself, but no one sees that. If that's what you think of them, that's what you think they are.. But they're not. It's too bad..
"I am me, and that's just it.
You'll be drawn to conclude otherwise, won't you?
I still don't understand anyone around me...
No matter what I do, I always end up falling and slipping...
If I try to do it again, I get the same result...
And nothing ever changes, so we're all the same...
Can't I be lead into meaning at all?
I don't know what I am at all...
I can't let time reveal myself, though...
But if showing myself means to destroy it all...
Then let's destroy it all!
So now, I only conclude into...
All I know is that I am me, and that is all."
We're sorry, your life has expired.
Ges wot? Eye am an reel Saikounu 'coz mi name seyz so.
Look, I'm not here to listen to your whining on how I'm not supposed to be here.
No matter what perspective you look at it through, the world will always be the same color.
IN SOVIET RUSSIA... FLANDRE KILLS YOU ANYWAYS.
"A new day brings new adventures. But for now... Rest easy heroes."
Raw distorted people and parasitic thoughts lead to corrupted minds. Time is destructively sinking. Space has turned against. No one shall pass again. The true meaning of life has arrived long ago. Have you not seen such? Is our effort of trying ...