When beliefs start to kill one another,
The spring sun melts the winter's troubles
The joy of flipping cuts the desire like a pair of scissors
Melt, melt, melt my spirit shouts
Everything must freeze, but do not let your promise down
Time, time, time again, you spell
To trust the borderline case, or just stay silent
Before long our world needs to burst
Break from this brittle illusion
Lying outside the shell
Fighting for the truth
You throw a sentence full of emptiness
Take a bow and praise, my friend
Take a bow and praise, my friend
Take a bow, take bow
There is no room for an error
There is place for the sorrow
There is no feeling to share
There is no feeling to share
Time cannot be cut
It is pointless to measure
It's an invented stimulus
Life is only a passage
Promise me this
And i'll promise you something else
Like disease it spreads
In the depths of the swamps
Don't count me in
Stop acting, be yourself
Perfection does not exist
It's your deranged self-portrait
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