I have chosen this path, significant of
the catastrophes on forth.
Repercussions of you trailing me will lead to a defeat.
Let me wander alone, afresh.
Let me be the former me, heartless.
Because that tag befits me well.
So linger beside your own shadow,
till I exhibit a sign.
And if I don’t, edge forward, except towards me.
I’m going on, without you.
For now, even the devil can’t scare me to go back in hell.