Receive a slicky effort, avoid mental disaster
Pollute attempt to trape a breed authority
So long, Mr. Turtle shrimp threatened by all the advance
Port supply protect caused by pollution.
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Don't let go, without any reason
Cause in the end you won't let go
You still have to know that I have all this struggles
And now I search for a way, in a life that is wasted.

Pull back a giant tree with a hand that's full of fire
I see it's covered all by grain, it's least a struggle
I am controlled by pity and I walk the street at night
I see a twinkling star and I wish that I was as bright as you.

It's your right to strife for the justice.
It's your right to strife for the truth.