In your eternal stillness
Can we bid remaining ties?
In your selfless existence
Relay our meaningless fights.
Was this jammed filth feeling?
Is its living trace behind?
And all that it lived
And all that it lived
Was falling down
With a needless body
We have fed our appetite
How much hurt these feelings?
They got nothing in this life.
Is this law coherent?
Is my living trace behind?
And all that I did...
And all that I did is falling down/ now
In your eternal stillness
Can we bid remaining ties?
How much hurt these feelings?
They got nothing in this life.