Lyric

In a trance

Flashback

I was a child sitting on a bench

Alarm clock

There's the bell

Time is up

My ears will become torn

I'm creating old-fashioned something

Destroy my theory in your territory

And you are my lullaby

When you'll get marry with an alien

I will be dead

Gaze about other life is amusing but I'm not God

I am quiet like a lost thing because it's over my control

I'm selling my soul at 21st century

Destroy my theory in your territory

And you are my lullaby

When you'll get marry with an alien

I will be dead

Even a moment to I'm fingered my hair by you

I'm feeling passing

Even a moment to I'm envious of you

I gonna make your dream to my guide

I am a juncture for the future

And you are my requiem

Destroy my theory in your territory

And you are my lullaby

When you'll get marry with an alien

I will be dead