Hope is nowhere to be found, but memories lie in your own hands
And answers can be found deep within your pocket.
Heading toward the sinking dead of night, pleasant morphine drips
While beneath your consciousness, electrodes threaten to fall asleep.
I have nothing to offer but blood, and tears.
Right now, the time comes to fruition… an odd eye begins to move…
It is not length of life, but depth of life.
In a place beneath yet another sky, it all comes together… so close to you───
A new world no one has ever seen before: even your own unique five senses are the epitome of ambiguity.
While only one key to the truth remains: a virtuous, ultimate evil.
Right now, I’m highly sensitive, so clearly trembling in fear!
I’m asked what it means to live… I simply answer, “To breathe“.
Even Jacques Rousseau would probably laugh me off stage!
My worldly desires are limitless— I can’t distinguish just 108!
Time alone is cruelly drawn out.
I have nothing to offer but blood, and tears.
In this moment, this system reaches full operation.
It is not length of life, but depth of life.
In a place beneath yet another sky, it all comes together… so close to you───
In this new world, joined back to back with the first, we dream… writhing and struggling with force!
Then, in this maddeningly free world… with frighteningly few places to go,
Those in power will sneer before common sense and turn against God.
Possibilities are released high into the sky:
Holy Number 3, Squared = Occultic;Nine
A new world no one has ever seen before: even your own unique five senses are the epitome of ambiguity.
While only one key to the truth remains: a virtuous, ultimate evil.
Right now, I’m highly sensitive, so clearly trembling in fear!