While you saw
The filth of the Earth
And nothing else
But its decline...
You preferred to think
That it's absurd
How it's no longer useful to you
And it's best to throw it away
And you see the potential
In the loss
Die just a bit
To be born better
Out of a painful birth
It's the change and celebration
The moon guides you
And you feed on the sun
You believe nothing is real
Aside from the dominance
Only pleasure
Only pain
Withhold the wish
Without consuming it
From opened up legs
To global necessity
And you see the potential
In the loss
Die just a bit
To be born better
Out of a painful birth
It's the change and celebration
The moon guides you
And you feed on the sun
Die just a bit
To be born better
Out of a painful birth
It's the change and celebration
The moon guides you
And you feed of the sun