[TV Version]
Take out the blade trapped deep behind the eyelids
"Shigarami" and grow a stem, cutting off the breath at the root
A flight of release and exile-memories lost too
A cubism that never decays
Cause I know a future that's gone mad
Even nightmares calm down too-RESET RESET, yes
The white night awakens, turning into a mob
A smirking kiss with a gun, a revolution-tinged hug with a knife
Disappear, disappear, everything-the cold chains too
Reality is always outside the head
In a world gazed at by beast-like eyes
There is nothing but darkness or light
Take out the blade trapped deep behind the eyelids
"Shigarami" and grow a stem, cutting off the breath at the root
Anxious, impulse-driven memory-lamp; memories that feel like illusions
A cubism that never decays
[Full Version]
Take out the blade trapped deep behind the eyelids
"Shigarami" and grow a stem, cutting off the breath at the root
A flight of release and exile-memories lost too
A cubism that never decays
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Cause I know a future that's gone mad
Even nightmares calm down too-RESET RESET, yes
The white night awakens, turning into a mob
A smirking kiss with a gun, a revolution-tinged hug with a knife
Disappear, disappear, everything-even the cold chains
Reality is always outside the head
In a world fixed by beast-like eyes
There is no darkness nor light
Loneliness, following the same old theory, even the hues deceived
Look around, and the dogma materializes and blocks the way
Even tears pierce with venomous fangs; even brutality was a prayer
The peace I saw behind me, just one more time
For escape my fate
Cause I know the mirage that questions us
Accelerating, cutting emotion-RESET RESET, yes
Raging memories, turning into hatred
The resolution that the weak cling to; a fake love that strikes at the core
Resound, resound, all of it-be reborn
Reality is always in the depths of the eyes
In a world hidden by soiled eyelids
There is nothing, neither truth nor lies
Take out the blade trapped deep behind the eyelids
"Shigarami" and grow a stem, cutting off the breath at the root
Anxious, impulse-driven memory-lamp; memories that feel like illusions
A cubism that never decays