They see through the darkness with their shining eyes
Such dreadful children
Ever since the moment they were born
love has been a lethal weapon
Grasping my blood soaked chest
I buried it in my wounds
In the world that arises from decay
there is a cheerful despair
Whether we spare their lives or kill them, it's our karma
They laugh like a dog, they squeal like a pig
Now what are we going to do after their continued screams?
They're protected, fondled, and broken
I'm a mere shell of myself though still alive
My heart is cracked and sparkling
I put my finger on its trigger
They're protected, fondled, and they break things
I pretend that I understand it all
And everything I shoot is an unworthy illusion
By pretending that I don't feel anything
I tried to adapt to this world somehow
But on the night I cried holding my breath,
I felt something was crashing down
What I'm feeling rather than thinking is
"That's okay. I just want to be alive tomorrow again."
transparent, transparent, transparent, transparent
I'm becoming an illusion
transparent, transparent, transparent, transparent...
I'm becoming transparent
transparent