作曲 : Himsa
translation is a loss when the casualties are patterned
 with skilling treatment in manics so far removed
 co-ordinating symptom is the echo of agony
 abuse the flesh to trigger disgust
 reinventing the noose whip of loyal lies
 live it one at a time, live it one at a time, loathe it all the time
 idle asylum ache splinters grace
 escape bleeds out recovery
 a seep in supply replaced wholeheartedly in a missing link of loss
 complexity is hanging high to stimulate withdrawl
 society's transparency will pick at collective thaw
 everything is a disappointment in theory with sympathy as therapy
 feel formal; feel forsaken
 forecasting must secure in the cult of industry
 when extreme compulsions crowned to revise a score
 devoid of emotion with a hex on the wish
 hardships will always benefit on choking from the role