Memories

I wish I found my crates on a rooftop of my house
Where I left my memories before my death
When summertime comes earlier than a month
We are dying in a panic full of stress

I have to fall from a height
To born and start my life again
I'm lost in doubts and unenlightened
To be afraid that's all I can

I hide from evil actions
The memories I own will always be unknown
I'm sick of chain reactions
The memories I own will always be unknown

I start to think about my targets every night
Can I hit ‘em all and get myself a rest
Can I stop the world's disorder and decay
Cause we are dying in a panic full of stress