-.-

I shut myself up
Recreate the childhood hideout

Finish off root
as my natural condition

I decided
intuit touring palaces

I disarmed
by running each step forward

I attacked
a king who murders gracefully
I did not believe
nor thought
as my natural condition

Error goes by my hand
scales at your finger
my flesh between your nails
my crime
eternal red
sick red
eternal red
dead red
Stop yelling
eternal red