the taste of the prey you sniffed out makes you satisfied？
One in hell knows not what heaven is
You will never find the wall of “the other side”
the burned down taste, put into the gun and fire
Over the defence of a series of attacks!
“Here” is the rest for the dead you picked up
last night's tepid rum&loud voice
Mystified the rule of no interference
interests curiosity collector？
When a door shuts another opens
time to get down with this side and set to keep on going
the lead that'll never be the drafting smoke into the sky
at the day fallen down to the ground
throw away the regrets just right “Here” now
You see on the left, the town of the dead
undetermined mind, if can't throw away, pull the trigger
Over the target one thing remains, that's all you see
Over the defence of a series of attacks！
“Here” is the wait for the dead you picked up！
