High School Of The Dead

With a shaken sense of reality, lost
Where does this sentiment, piling up like rubble, go?

Embracing shattered hopes, running through the red rain in a daze

At the end of crumbling emotions, what do you see? What is there? Still unknown
All fleeting futures just silently continued to spread out before my eyes

The vanished light and shadows, the final words
All I wished for was just tomorrow, where is this reality?

Staring at the ended present, running through the red rain without hesitation

Beyond the collapsing scenery, what do you learn? What do you hear? No longer visible
Let's just silently keep choosing one fleeting future before us

At the end of crumbling emotions, what do you see? What is there? Still unknown
All fleeting futures just silently continued to spread out before my eyes