In the transparent box, God were seeded conflict of seed. Confusion visit soon, It was dyed red the earth. And though people follow the teachings of God and seek peace, not out of reach to the truth to be bound by precepts. When human mind also when is easy to have hollow, no such thing is for sure. Like the blind. Repeat mistakes, and stacking a pile of sacrifice. It is called history.
Gods prefer a bad dream than a nightmare. So tacky.
傾き出す天秤のその意味にも気付けずに、羊達は目を伏せてただ怯えるの・・・
Genocide, Everything was shattered shattered. Genocide, I was torn to pieces.
Herd of people who tired of looking up. It is thought that it has grabbed the future at their own will. Even though only the farm given to the world.
『Scream rises in the distance somewhere. What I can.』