Dir en Grey

Even blood that pours out from having your chest slashed needs a reason, right?
Aren't people healed by hurting others?
Why is it that you're looking away?
In the depths of your heart, you deceive yourself with things that you don't know, right?
Will we understand each other one day? Do you not want that?
This is the garden of suicide, are you having fun?
Will all of your dreams come true at that garden?
Don't you have a reason to live right before your eyes?

Before your eyes is a miniature garden filled deeply with your vortexes and lies