(This dark room with dead air has any essence. There aren't morning, daylight, and night
Wandering around a dream, today I go deep into the games and animation world again
And I identify myself with the heroes
In the utopian world, I'm a descendant of the hero who fights for the world's peace
And a handsome guy who is the center of attraction of 12 younger sisters
I have any impossibility and can become anything
I thought so)
Day after day I am rotten to the core, watching the animation in the gloomy room
My nagging parents haven't spoken to me anything since I've hit them
They search my face in a silky voice, but they're scared of me at the bottom of their heart
It makes me annoyed tremendously
Their behavior disgusts me!
Leave me alone!
The little amount of ease given by cigarettes is my time
Only the knowledge from the games has been piled up
I want it that way. Is this really my whole life? Oh
Please tell me someone... Can't I back to the past once again?
Where have my friends gone?
Where has my way to the future passed?
Not knowing the answer, I wasting my own precious time
Where have I lost my way?
Whatever have I mistaken? Oh
I don't know... So I hate all
All I just do is to hate
(But how am I in the real world?
Drop out from college, corpulence and being a neet
This is reality, not a dream. It's an unmistakable fact)
Day after day I'm rotten to the core, playing the tv games in the gloomy room
My nagging parents haven't interfered in me anything since I've kicked them
They search my face in a silky voice, but they're scared of me at the bottom of their heart
It makes me annoyed tremendously
Their behavior disgusts me!
Leave me alone!
(It is not I cannot do but I don't
Persuading myself and I've been alive before
I wouldn't do my best
I was afraid of realizing me cannot make much of outcomes
So I envy for them their glow
I keep my temper only by hating and slandering them
And I can feel myself better than them.)
The little amount of ease given by medicines is my time
Only the knowledge from animations has been piled up
I want it that way. Isn't this situation a dream? Oh
Please tell me God. Please say this is a dream. Do awake me up!
However, this is real
So you must wake up right now
And you must carry on
You must stand your own legs
Whose voice is this I heard?
What can I do for my situation? Oh
I don't know... So I hate all
All I just do is to hate
I hate all! I hate all!
I hate the all of the tenderness!
I hate all! I hate all!
I hate the future and the past
I hate all! I hate all!
But what I really hate is myself!
I hate me! I hate me!
I hate me, can't do anything!
I hate all! (I hate me!) I hate all! (I hate me!)
But I see how to do from now on
I hate all! (I hate me!) I hate all! (I hate me!)
So I never hesitate
I hate all!
I hate me (and emerge) from this hateful (situation)
C'mon myself to break the wall!
(Life is being a hero of rpg game has undecided purpose
There are no confirmation between true friends and enemies
But, in the situation, one gets true friends and find own purpose of life
Everybody call him hero with veneration)