The Gazette

The little freedom which I know
All which I should keep
It may be lost someday
Anyone is the same
I stood in this stage and have noticed it
Am I who sings the truth?
It is wrong! I am here
Let's deliver nonfiction
A song like misfortune pride
I vomit original pain
The only means to prove oneself
I have a beloved person and a family
Nothing is different from you
Look as one human being
I have a lot of hateful guys
Nothing is different from you
Look as one humsn being