The broken night All of the creations are made every morning Always a such a cruel result deny the process again and again There's no answer but we are always required again and again There'll be change tomorrow There'll be change I get up the real l've got away It makes me pressure Against it again The effort never rewarded All of the past it was meaningless There's all the shits wasted fuckin' time Just want to escape Can't believe myself Who save me!! I listen the voice in my heart When I feel in depression Broken things make it again make it again Because my soul not broken yet It make takes such a long session Hard works never before One day I get reward I get reward Untill my soul is sold by myself Someday this shabby fist will ne raised by me Then I really proud of it It will likely quite different from result I dreamed Who save me!! I listen the voice in my heart When I feel in depression Broken things make it again make it get back hard never soul It may takes such a long session Hard works never before One day I get reward I get reward Untill my soul is sold out myself