Anyone, could you see the pain that dwells inside of me
 To whom it may concern: I ask for justice, even in a small piece
 If I had lived in this place since its inception
 I would see...
 All the process of degradation, what a waste!
 Thousand years, yet we see nothing
 Always cling to our past fortune
 But that was made by our forefathers
 Does anyone care?
 Enough of this hell
 Fading solemnly to obscurity!
 If you had lived in this place since its inception
 You would see....
 All this process of deterioration