The extinguishing hatred
The unclear things
Lies stacking up
As the memories extend its hand
Emptying out the differences
And being exactly the same
The same

Life is filled with lies anyway
We keep going round and round
To go to a place where there is no hatred
we’re going round and round and round

Twisted faith
Things that don’t return
Overflowing silence
Eyes that open its mouth
Deceiving that it’s all the same
From the completely familiar things

Life is filled with lies anyway
We keep going round and round
To go to a place where there is no hatred
we’re going round and round and round