Pop'n Music Portable - Apocalypse memento mori | Текст песни

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• Apocalypse memento mori

I keep praying
Why do you feel nothing?
Why do you injured one another?
Why? Aggressive culture of despotism.
Why? You never win the cursed war.

Glory
Decline
Delusion
Arrogance
Silence
Anger
Silence
Madness

Now the fire has burnt out
And what is left is built on ice
This sounds like heaven
I vaguely hear a moan of pain
It's a solemn note.