A veil of impatience hangs over the miniature garden
With the howls of the sobbing weaklings
They live fast lives of playing, swindling, and jeering
Because they're partly free
They were raised without decorum
In a prison of laws and children, controlled, and baptised
Cowardice is in their dull, muddy eyes
They were drawn to honour and talent and longed for it
They compromise but if they don't wise up, they'll be servants forever
"Let's play our hearts out 'till we drop dead."
That slogan craftily flew around
The grovel and hold back their tears
But tremble with helpless fear
The accomplices were brainwashed
Thinking it wouldn't matter if they were found out
A helping hand reaches out. With voices trembling
Love disappeared, and the curtain fell
If you think you'll just turn to ash
Can you even change
An absurd end?
They sharpened their hatred with their bodies burning
And its edge grew keen
"Wait to die like those
Who came before!"
"Let's play our hearts out 'till we drop dead."
Future murder buds
They grovel and hold back their tears
But glare, knowing nobody will come
Maybe there was no consolation to begin with
They brought that wheezing on themselves
They fiercely gripped a helping hand
Safety disappears, and the curtain rises
I'm at rock bottom, so I want to wallow in grief
Just like you wanted, you played your heart out
The boy was engulfed in hellfire
He probably doesn't mind that he's been swallowed up
What a childish agitator
He's committed a shocking number of crimes
As you can see, he was never tamed
Well, how do you feel now you've played your heart out?
Your stolen, scorned life will receive a suitable connection
And end