The booming sound interrupts the creativity of us, We got lost by their mistakes, Never realised what we had done. We lost in our souls. And when it becomes a piece of nothing, Coming through with such stupid diseases, They caught us. What do we do to escape from all of these? We sat on a Black Seat. Didn't realise that it was ages ago. When someone declared something, That they made a place to separate us. What do we do to be together again?