The dirty language of flowers overflowing from slashed their stomach

The branching roads finally lead you to the bleak Tower of Babel

My weakened deep breath and eyes of rabbit warren

They murmur the melody of devil while giving the finger lightly

I have always been asking what my seriousness is

A brain just like flesh fixed on a head

I still want to breathe

The dirty language of flowers overflowing from slashed their stomach

The compass needle keeps going around in a pot

The black and white spilled from mass

One is licked and the other is killed

The branching roads finally lead you to the bleak Tower of Babel

Even if I did or told anything anytime,

Even if I loved and hurt them like this

Even if his body became rotten and braindead with every way

I couldn’t feel anything

My inner thoughts tremble to pander to the worldly mind in a thousand years

No matter how many times I wish,

The megalith just trembles and does nothing

I wished a distant happy life, earnestly

The defeated new world and the destroyed divine vision

They whisper the melody of seasons while bending the finger lightly

I kept answering what my frankness is

A theory of the world dipped up with my hand

The dirty language of flowers overflowing from slashed their stomach

Hypocritical privacy comes around in the lies

The white and black spilled from mass

One is licked and the other is killed

Dropout finally reaches to the bleak Tower of Babel