星球空轉，
那些所謂的美好歷史一片蒼茫。
幽靈徘徊不願離去，
嗚咽著時間的無情冷漠。
我們不止預言了自己的命運，
更預見了這樣令人悲傷的死寂場景。
棄我去者昨日一切不可挽回，
亂我心者今日之日多煩憂。
信仰的悲憫一再謊稱希望將臨，
但人走茶涼的星球只能是兀自空轉。
—— 一意孤行的人類終將迎來他們所想象不及的末日。
Idle Turning
The planet turns in vain,
Those so-called glorious histories are but a vast desolation.
Ghosts linger, unwilling to depart,
Sobbing at time's ruthless indifference.
Not only did we prophesize our own fate,
But also foresaw this heartbreaking scene of deathly stillness.
All that abandoned me yesterday is beyond redemption,
All that unsettles me today brings endless disquiet.
The compassion of faith repeatedly lies, claiming hope will come,
Yet this planet, where warmth vanishes with departed guests,
Can only keep on turning idly on its own.
— Humanity, persisting in its self-willed way, shall ultimately meet a doom beyond all imagination.
The planet turns in vain,
Those so-called glorious histories are but a vast desolation.
Ghosts linger, unwilling to depart,
Sobbing at time's ruthless indifference.
Not only did we prophesize our own fate,
But also foresaw this heartbreaking scene of deathly stillness.
All that abandoned me yesterday is beyond redemption,
All that unsettles me today brings endless disquiet.
The compassion of faith repeatedly lies, claiming hope will come,
Yet this planet, where warmth vanishes with departed guests,
Can only keep on turning idly on its own.
— Humanity, persisting in its self-willed way, shall ultimately meet a doom beyond all imagination.
