その先の未来へ進むことのできなかった

己の残骸が、“忘れるな”と、今を掴んで離さない

“don’t forgot”

The voice always whisper to me,

broken and wound.

It was my soul,

That is killed so many times and dead.

“don’t forget”

My shadow is not let to go of me,

grab and hold.

It was my future,

That is not be able to go through ahead.

Then the voice said as same as mine.

“turn around and shake my hand”