We are going through a war,
While what we always wanted was to be far.
When will this pain come to an end?
We all wish to attend,
The little world we have always dreamed off.
Why does everything have to be so tough?
We are struggling in this tortured society.
We are all stuck in a huge anxiety.
Oh, what should we do?
Now that we don't know where to go to.
We wished we knew where to go,
But no matter what we do, we never get to know.
We are screaming but no one can hear us.
And we wonder, who will ever have the guts,
To save this tortured society.
Could one change the prophecy?
We're begging to be saved,
But instead we're being enslaved.
What are we going to do now?
We are always wondering how,
How we are going to get out of this torture.
We are looking further every days,
But nothing can be done in every ways.
Our hopes are gone,
Our lives are done.
Who is going to save us from this tortured society?
