My descendants,
By the time it was here without anyone noticed,
A micro-parasites who had to, has done it,
A silent killer, a mini executioner and the bat death.
And so it came, a deathly sneeze and the Xin Shidai.
It was the tick where tock is the shortest,
It was the mankind who breath in white,
It was food are now precious as gold,
And the whole world is happier than it has ever been.
But mistake that my generations always does,
We are having more trouble into some coming,
After the sickness done it work to the world,
The green limitation gonna scares peoples here,
The eatable substance is barely can be ate anymore,
And ever since that, swords and bows will happened,
But we are not prepare for since we already dying,
And the Xin shidai is covering all the land and seas,
Pandemia oh pandemia.
I see you, my descendants, now as a baby,
Who was fragile and lovable man-beginner,
As you need to love and to be loved,
It really sad, as you smile while people surviving,
One day, when the secrets of the world is revealed,
You must stand that ground my generation stood,
For million years, and say to the burden of mankind,
Say it with your heart burning and minimise you fear,
That earth is closed today and we all races are as one now.
