The sensory system with a fragmented balance. In a certain world
End, result, exception, EVENT
“——Alas, we’ve lost it.”
Without so much as saying goodbye…
——That’s enough
How pointless. The warped attachment
And the masses (mutants) as if enclosing each other
Conflict; unwillingly, they left it as it is
An escapee who doesn’t run
I pictured nociception and a virtual body
The hill myna switched sides
Flood of frustration; the meter out of control
“Alas, I hate this!”
To the atonement where I lay a proposition
To the unbreakable curse
We told a lie
It opened; a diagonal line made of glass, in the world where we wait and hope!
The ecosystem’s cut off. CRACK!
“——There was nothing.”
We’re repeating it once more!
A triangle in the balance which we broke; don’t forget it!
Punishment, degradation, reverence, INVENT!
“——Alas, we’ve lost it.”
Tangled up, we’re returning!
——That’s enough
A group to which we promised
And thirteen degrees two scars away
Throng; unwillingly, we went on a rampage
Alas, we don’t need this delusion!
“Nobody’s gonna be sacrificed.”
We ended up clinging on an ideal like that
A life sentence of the ceased corruption. With the blooming dizziness
We sever the barrier; A BLUFF!
“——What has changed?”
No matter how many times we repeat it——
It opened; a diagonal line made of glass, in the world where we wait and hope!
The ecosystem’s cut off. CRACK!
“——There was nothing.”
We’re repeating it once more!
A triangle in the balance which we broke; don’t forget it!
Punishment, degradation, reverence, INVENT!
“——Alas, we’ve lost it.”
Tangled up, we’re returning!
Farewell——
——That’s enough
(Alt. Title(s): Canon)