Almost all do not believe it Like a sense of being wasted

A whimpering cry The earth sign is crying out
The red sky is up there The testimony of the universe
The way people think there is always a difference
Power, shame That will be a catastrophe
And look at their faces Like a sense of being wasted
Almost all do not believe it Like a sense of being wasted Almost all do not believe it The right circumstances Until lost dark swallowed
And the sun was falling asleep Missing Over
Bias drifted Destroyed Disappeared Nature is wrathful