The element of a dark story Ever since the jump On the other hand, it offers a piece of mind.
The heat of a simple yet repeated conversation Can easily draw us in.
At the time, my head was overwhelming The large calculations that formed in my head Of "the transformation of human tissues" Decreasing dull colors Has a monster been made?
Similarity cannot be served Even the cells can take in The red, white, and blue of that beautiful day I take a sample of your blood with my hands.
Of course, you're still drawn to the summer-heat Even if you still hide your ass The rest is in order to help you.
The investigation is up to date The progress of data relies on the results Reaching the end of the minute.
Research on this theory called "Love" Intervals are always a problem.
The presence of the world's nonsense? The "content" of a story The unreal, simple science of death It's basically the same (truth?) "It's just like you and me".
Ever since that day I was deprived of hope for a bright future I'm confirming my presence today, yet again.
The countdown begins I try to open the door again "Hey, it's your turn next How well will you escape this time?"