Consistent sense

Spinning serenity

A sombre fortune

My soul is foreign to my body...



Snap up the time

Snap up the raw of existence

I reach for the depth

A grip down to the agony field



Until my treasury opens

I cannot see

What's deep inside of me

I'm bound to the secrets of the alchemy



Snap up the time

Snap up the raw of existence

To know I'm alive

To know I'll feel death tomorrow



Pride flows around today

Like a denial of what I saw yesterday

Though I will not change my direction....