Confused dawn   The white smoke that breaks me   To me, it's definitely dawn   But the sun is setting   I smelt the scent of despair once again.   My soul captured by darkness   I'm already depressed   The punishment of being alone   Its cruel strength breaks me away   It makes me be n more pain   Even if I tilt my ears   I hear nothing   What makes me so scared and frightened?   On a day where even the devil himself could appear right now before me   Loneliness is much scarier than horror   Even if I wake you with my laughter   I'll probably become depressed again   Soundless rage touches me   It approaches me, grbas my hair and speaks   I act as thought I didn't hear it   Where is my mind really headed?