The tragedy of the kingdom. What a wonderful world we have lost. The images in our minds. They were very good, but we were not. No pity for ourselves, but pity for others. Not everything can be restored. But we will not stop trying to rebuild this place. A place for all who have not given up. Before sunset, the shadows grow longer. We need more lanterns to dispel the darkness. Remember that. There are more and more dead. Should we leave them? Better to stay alone. Broken and alone. The rats came to a beautiful place to die. They asked to be saved. In response to the cries of the drowning rats for help... The city walls are crying, bound by iron chains But still, we did not lose ourselves. The splendour will return to our home.

The tragedy of the kingdom. What a wonderful world we have lost. The images in our minds. They were very good, but we were not. No pity for ourselves, but pity for others. Not everything can be restored. But we will not stop trying to rebuild this place. A place for all who have not given up. Before sunset, the shadows grow longer. We need more lanterns to dispel the darkness. Remember that. There are more and more dead. Should we leave them? Better to stay alone. Broken and alone. The rats came to a beautiful place to die. They asked to be saved. In response to the cries of the drowning rats for help... The city walls are crying, bound by iron chains But still, we did not lose ourselves. The splendour will return to our home.