I close my eyes before the world
Lamenting on its drug
As I am writing full-stop
In the epilogue to all its victims
I close my eyes
I don't despise my weakness
Because I'm sometimes sick
When feeling it rotating
Thousands eyes look down from the skies
But still, it's turning no matter of its burden
What's happened may happen again
Thousands eyes look down from the skies
Hey you out there, come and shake me
Shouting there's no luck
That doesn't grow out from pain
I close my eyes before the world
I am afraid, horrified
Too much prejudice, the scales keep swinging
I close my eyes
For a humble moment you're counting positives
How many are there?
Sin everywhere, fear on the scales.
Desire and fear, (what) a silly combination
Swinging on the pans of the scales
So exciting, so intoxicating
However, there's time to say! Thanks, no!"