Fabricated Refuge

Reckless punish oozed by the embellished world
Antipathy arrived by being overborne by something
Sorrow to the order by the young in every country
Our hopes will be burned even if we cast

All the expectations will be shed
We resent and shout
Submerged in the current of the era
We are choking
Keep our faith strong and progress
Keep and progress

Avoid the shower of heartless attacks
In every period the young will have the strong rage

Where are we supposed to fling the rage?

Will time pass and will we be packed in the sheath?
Even if so I will continue to change something

Don't just put yourself in negative situation
Believe our ideal
The rage to society can be expressed by the young
Make your own decisions and take action
Don't just put yourself in negative situation
Believe our ideal

Make your own decisions and take action
What we should believe is within us
Not the society
Don't waste the rage
Point it to what you believe

Where are we supposed to fling the rage?