I looked at the man, who cut off his hand
And now, thinking to himself about the pain
Why can't I feel anyway, what I am feeling now?
Then look at his eyes
He's my twin, his own body sacrifice
He was waiting for me, before I came to my room
He's my friend, but may be my enemy
This genius shadow is pursuing me
But I don't know why?
I need to go with the strange shadow of my room
He's my twin, his own body sacrifice