Rewrite

I want to spit out my thoughts of the spirit
Because there is no other proof of existence
The future that should be breakthrough
Is contradictory with dignity and freedom
I want to erase the distorted weeds
Because I see my own limits there
In the window of my self-consciousness
There are no dates from last year's calendar

Never rewrite
A worthless super illusion
The unforgettable sense of existence
Rebirth
Rewrite
Even meaningless funerals
Give me the electric power to make you
With all my heart and soul

Cut off the budding emotions and regret
Just knowing the mediocrity and crying
The rotten heart
The filthy lies

Never rewrite
A worthless super illusion
The unforgettable sense of existence
Rebirth
Rewrite
Even meaningless funerals
Give me the electric power to make you
With all my heart and soul