Lyric

The street we walked on yesterday

I walk again today

Not that I don't think about it

Mostly in a daze

Bad luck that regularly traces an irregular destiny

In the distorted night

A well-ordered darkness overshadows

We have little to lose

Only a little to gain

So much time left to live

The loneliness of the night is infinite

Tunes caught in cigarette smoke

With the noise that is exhaled

And news covered in lies

We're walking like dead people

Creating nothing

Repeatedly consumed over and over

Without a single witty word to say

Tactlessly, misfortune cuts us down

The world walks a tightrope in a precarious balance

The apocalypse that may be just around the corner

We lie to keep the apocalypse that may be just around the corner

A life that is more likely to be taken from us

To get a little of it back

Sacrifice as many people as possible

And lock yourself in a castle of sand

I see a filthy heaven

I don't want to go there

I'm sure there's a righteous side to hell

We'll just keep on walking there in our lethargy

With all the contradictions

Searching for certainty

I wonder how many such nights we've had

Is it liberation that we desire

Or is it resistance?

I'm not sure, but I'm gripping the barbed wire and bleeding

Neon shining with endless greed

And the light of the monitor that does not reach it

Only our text

Marking the right path

It's true that this world belongs to God

A creator of horrors, amassing gold, creating apocalypse after apocalypse

To bring these gods to justice

Nature is in a great state of flux

The sound of a social networking notification will one day announce the apocalypse

Body and soul turn to lead, swiping at the screen for judgment

The timeline is a crossroad of everyone's complicated thoughts

Everyone is looking for help

Complicated misfortunes and pains are

Like jewels, they grow brighter and brighter

The source of my grief

The happiness of those who have nothing to do with me

That don't matter so much

Not so much attention

No love

And empty

To stifle my feelings of emptiness

Breathe in the cigarette smoke to the fullest

The faint noise in my headphones

Beating on the asphalt with my heels

Walking heavy and dull

I notice that the wind is blowing

But it doesn't matter

There are no flowers swaying or birds whispering

I hear the occasional sound of engines and sirens

It's as lonely as a lie

In the middle of the city

I'm lonely

I've regretted it so many times

Widening my wounds

The moment I was born

I entered death

This is my life and this is my journey

It's enigmatic

A chemical equation uncovered in a mystical ritual

Breathing

Breathing is beautifully consuming life

The world demands choice and resolve

I walk without an answer

The world demands choice and resolve

I walk without answering it

What will you do?

The world demands a choice and a commitment to the apocalypse that will soon be upon us

The world demands a choice and a commitment from every human being