The ugly smirk,
Thinking they have gained power in the crowd.
What could satisfy a heart that's decayed like a desert?
Having gone through barbed wire all over
What is it that the bruised body has gained?
Our hearts are lynched by the invisible assailants
And they come to act inhumanly like a marionette.
I walk alone in this chaotic world.
I destroy (destroying) everything that stands in my way,
making my own path.
I keep running absorbedly to get through this endless darkness.
At this place where even a dim light is not permitted,
I keep my feet on the ground.
Something black is overflowing in my heart.
I can't control it even if I try to repress it by hand.