歌詞

Even if it's found a thousand years

Its pulses will keep to beat unchanged

And never late

Can you hear it?

In fact, it's not only a rarity

Certainly there is artistry and protest

What am I trying to shout in this ruined land?

Everyone comes to an end

Will I be able to leave proof of my life

Before takes me the darkness

If it's not odds and ends

Tell me when it can be an artifact

Feel it, art in fact is here

I give my soul here again

It surely being made now

And for that nothing in vain

The things I hold in my hands form my ego

The things I have created show me where I go

What is needed to pile sand higher?

There is more than one answer to this question

Don't be fooled by the word of a liar

Whatever you give but just don't let it dry out

The things I hold in my hands form my ego

The things I have created show me where I go

If you think I'm lying, try believing me

Everyone comes to an end

Will I be able to leave proof of my life

Before takes me the darkness

If it's not odds and ends

Tell me when it can be an artifact

Everyone comes to an end

Will I be able to leave proof of my life

Before takes me the darkness

If it's not odds and ends

Tell me when it can be an artifact

Feel it, art in fact is here