It will never be so quiet here again unless we all fall
Unless the last tear drops down, the last drop of human blood disappears
Thousands of years will pass in a row until this place gets well again
Being well-healed, it will produce the plague one more time, repeating the circle
Frigid birds fly onward the north, surpassing the distance and gravity
They yet don't know that there is no home, no place to build a nest
The rest no longer matters; the sacred land fell prey to fire
And someone’s evil will
A burning forest will never make them cry
Arsonists, parasites
Their bellies are always hungry
Their eyes are blind with the shine of gold
No miracle-worker can fix these wounds
They are too heavy to wear
I hope you are in a better place
Your murderer doesn’t care
Never stay aside
Even if they follow you
Never stay aside
Even if they reach you
Never stay aside
Even if they trap you
Never stay aside
Even if they murder you
