Why does the world turn a blind eye to the truth? I've already tried to tell them. Why are you just staring but not seeing? There's nothing in your eyes. Why's the eternal soul left the body? Only mindless entities we are. Why do you seek shelter in happiness? Whereas you're entirely dead inside.
Here comes the Dance of Satyrs! The fall of humanity! The tragic comedy!
Gazing the horizon, runs into infinity, Sitting above the ancient ruins. Try as I might, nothing to recall what made us fall, Lonesome, but I'm still alive. The landscapes blanketed in a dense fog long ago, There's no drift only from beyond. What if you opened your selfish eyes to see the truth? And set them upon the world.
Here comes the Dance of Satyrs! The fall of humanity! The tragic comedy!
Just look into yourselves! Can you see? Can you feel? This is the end, just do what you can!
Here comes the Dance of Satyrs! The fall of humanity! The tragic comedy!