And now they pledged me to read the scripted text. See the world now, with a different eye. See how corrupted half of the society. I've been building up walls with songs, puddles and blood. I've watched the weeds grow, grow and grow. You never know how to swallow a denouement. They're gonna eat you alive. Little by little, then you'll be gone. And these walls, I see, they're now crumbles by the Ghosts and the Myths of the Homo Sapiens. The periphery of your world has now filled with cemeteries. You'll be gone in silence. "Don't worry, my child." And so, I thought that was what being said.