I am a worried and vigilant person
I wonder what Fate's future has in for me
I hear screams and weeps of people I know suffering
I see a pitch dark void enveloping the world as we know it
I am a worried and vigilant person

I pretend that tomorrow will be jovial
I feel the hatred and pain that will follow me throughout my life
I touch the soil of the Earth, hoping that our future will be bright
I worry if we will ever be forgiven for the sins we have committed
I weep when I imagine the day when even the moon's luster can't break the dark
I am a worried and vigilant person

I understand that my problems are but a drop of water in the river of life
I say that all thinks happen for a reason
I take cover behind fake smiles and hollow gesticulations
I try to seem positive in the eyes of others
I hope people will see the true equilibrium of the world
I am a worried and vigilant person