The idea stops Myself solitary it begins to run information overflows Myself of critical point
Does the ruie exist now? Destruction of edge absolute solitude
No one is noticed I cowardly who prays to god it is left even if you repeat the fate doesn't change
Evolution is asked the speed goes up rise of pulse absolute solitude
No one is noticed I cowardly who prays to god it is left even if you repeat the fate doesn't change
The seed puts out the bud recalled dark past it is made to find one self in difficulty
Person's getting warm Don't feel it Articles of consumption man The distortion of the society gives birth I do not survive The control is not effective No one is noticed
Fear of the spirit the insomnia the stabilizer reputes... The idea... It is driven stop someone the control disappears surrender fear and uneasy dance It is driven
