From magical shadows
Poison pouring into my soul
Deceives my eyes
Gives a false world
I woke up in fever
Fire spreads up to everywhere
With the sorrow I've witnessed
I hit the bottom
Clock ticks for the death
Wounded cities spitted blood
So accustomed, in time it doesn't bother
Usual, shattered pictures
I gathered my destiny in my palm
I'm a shameless thorn in a dozen of roses
From the top of the highest mountains
I hang in hollow