We built a monument for

Those who had perished

And all fallen from cliff

Hatred and brutality

Too desperate to glow

In the lonely limbo

The only treasure is the vicious throne

Made by bones

They care about nothing

Striving to build a gravestone

Endless consume the dead

Where is your so-called god

Is who walks on the body again and again

Wisdom foresight god

None so self-devoted as you

Hiding when pestilence comes

Where you've gone

I see this rope around my neck

The forced burn of youth

Like I'm meant to decay

Nothing but a suicide thought

Boiling inside my brain

Cogitation on the contents of the scriptures

Brings me to hole

Coward

Where is your so-called god

Is who walks on the body again and again

All for nothing

None so self-devoted as you

None as you

Knot after knot in the rope

I will leave a letter to tell one thing

Our faith was all for nothing

Nothing to come back

Nothing to come back