At the end of 20th century, someone is fixing the number of people overflowing from the Earth It was no longer the days of fighting the flesh and blood
Brainwashed by subliminal and all kinds of traps through many media Don't need much for the people to separate into enemies and allies and hating with the fangs in their heart
For no reason, many unnatural deaths were all over. It was the image of the weak minds
When the losers are lost, they jump off the building roof one after another
If there was strength to love one through at the time... If you were there to love me through... If there was a dream stronger than hate...