What sort of contradictions would occur, and what sort of terrible things would be done, I wonder... don't you feel the same?
It would seem that the fruit they had eaten was much too ripe.
Then, in this way, another question is then presented.
Betake it to, warp it, doubt it, break it off, avoiding my eyes, you’re already there
I couldn’t understand the scene that appeared before my eyes.
…Flip.
Inside this dream, again, again, again, again, it can’t end.
I’ve had enough of this B-grade outcome. Come on, let's put an end to this already.
A heart and silence, that causes the sudden rain to waver
You aren’t the only one chasing.
The telling bell, distant mundane and reversal, calls forth people
People were asked, 'for what purpose'? The cold-hearted cat laughed
If some of you do know, please…keep it shut, deep inside your heart.
Crying out 'the bird came first!' or 'the chicken came first!' creates quite a dilemma, doesn't it?
Not all of them died.
For that was the Bookmark of Demise.
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Inside this dream, again, again, again, again, it can’t end.
Game Over. Ahh, I’ve done it again.
The lamenting dead have no mouths with which to speak.
I’m sure you have no idea what I’m talking about…
A simple example I could show… One day, you encounter a strange old person who hands over to you the blueprints for a time machine.
The telling hand, distant everyday and reversal calls forth God
This showcase, displayed even beneath a flood of rain, what is it for?
…Flip.
Even though I wished for you to keep the identity of the traitor shut away in the depths of your heart, I suppose it can’t be helped.
For us, who have been lost in the past: pray, pray, pray, unravel this tragedy
Inside this dream, again, again, again, again, it can’t end.
…Flip.
In its essence, it's a story about quantum mechanics. In an average-sized box where no one can see within, a small, lonely cat is locked inside. The box's lid is closed. In this case, is the cat alive or dead?