Should I defend you for who you are? The laws are changed and useless!
On their way to a deserted town, where empty windows wave goodbye. A helpless excuse, a falling reality. I'm changed by the shock and the weight of the punch. A helpless excuse, a falling reality.
Fragments of a futile being a puzzle to the noble ones ignorant and pitiless they stride.
The world around me - spartanic, minimalistic. A helpless excuse, a falling reality. The large scale plan that once where you've now drained from life. A helpless excuse, a falling reality
Who knows the proper reasons why it all begins and ends? Ignorant and pitiless they stride...
You are but a form. The clean, harsh silence passes. Genuine visions by the noble ones for the noble ones.
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