Still unable to become a bird
The butterfly flaps its wings Almost breaking off
I waited, tongue sticking out
Welcome to the world of gamesmanship
The clouds flowed by I took on a fighting spirit
The symbols are strewn as in an anagram
Between skepticism and affection
Who is the ruler?
War is declared, frontlines move
Ingenious scheme and strategy
Fearlessness and cowardice in jest
Overture to the collapse
A play of white puppets
A sense of emptiness loops Versatility is constraining
“Did you think you’d be A convenient bullet?”
A brilliant maneuver, always alone
Victory or defeat, meritocratic
With struggle, an incompetent human’s
Destiny can change
Just defy the numbers and common wisdom
And let’s go beyond the light
Zugzwang du-ra-ta-ta
Dance, minor piece
Zugzwang ra-ta-ta-ta
In the palm of my hand
Zugzwang du-ra-ta-ta
Black-and-white vision Crawl up and come forward
Through the cracks of your mask
With ambition, I told you a lie
A refined clean image
Is live bait for a battle of rivalries
The end is approaching
Count the carcasses
“Hey, is this all right?”
The pendulum swings Revisions based on mixed reception
Without realizing it You’re living like a decent human being
Past and future Days passed as we chose the means
And we lived as travelers
In a room called Earth Beyond the dancing game
Sacrifice accompanies happy endings
If it’s the dream you want Then seize everything
The collective defeated the individual The individual became a collective
Change your destiny
Just defy the numbers and common wisdom
And let’s go beyond the light
Zugzwang du-ra-ta-ta
Dance, minor piece
Zugzwang ra-ta-ta-ta
In the palm of my hand
Zugzwang du-ra-ta-ta
Black-and-white vision Crawl up and come forward