Lyrics:
"Regular Barbary"
I try to define my own thought
and the word,
Where does it come from?
maybe people look out for something endlessly, like gold diggers
to find the truth.
They eliminate the valueless words
and finally, they find one, alone.
However, a word alone,
it's already silence.
A part from ourselves, our own face and our own voice,
We have nothing.
But maybe that's what is important,
to be able to recognize the sound of our own voice,
and the form of our face:
from the inside, it's like this
and when i look at it, it's like that.
Here, now, it's already over.
My liquid flesh,
when cold came
you felt asleep,
in a silver hearse,
where you used to think
that you were young
Wow, these guys are really good.
lexxzz92 6 months ago