Seeking relief for these hands that have had nails torn off
I hate glowing outsider
The feeling of crushed sand; while still not understanding things start to distort
These wounds that time has healed, the forgotten pain
I hate glowing outsider
I continue looking in the darkness, still in want my body shivered
To hide these lies and tears that continued to be shed in a world no one understands
Underneath the boundless sky
Making these wishes that I keep repeating, in the view where nothing is seen
Until the day my tears dry up
On this cold, quiet floor that seems to split apart
I hate glowing outsider
Struggling for that tedious dream is the only pulse that I want to keep feeling
The broken clock will remain that way, never moving again, for eternity
To the tomorrow that no one knows
I just want you to forget all the faults so with this voiceless cry
With these hands that know nothing
I tear off the chains that have bound me and simply open my eyes