Your wings had flown through ups and downs
And thine feathers are shining like glittering gowns
In your eyes, this is truly a lone world
Confused and lost, it can't even be heard
The trees that stood, the leaves that had danced
Will soon transform to metal made by hand
Monsters could roam in every city
Dominating our cherished world with monstrosity
Thus, beauty will be lost in the minds of people
Because change is a dangerous thing,
it can never be so simple
