Look at the world in your eyes
I see the deeply sad
See what I hear about before
Two worlds!
Look at the trees and flowers
They wither without lives
Remember what we had before
Where?
All have gone, all with guns
Monday morning a big bang woke me up
I found my world crashed
They came and brought tears and sorrows
What a bloody world......
Hope makes dream deny going to the eyes
You try to be lied since
All have gone, all with guns