I REMEMBER I SAW THE WHITE CASTLE
COLLAPSE AT THE JUNCTION
OF THE HORIZON AND THE UNIVERSE
I GAZE AT VANITY AT THE EDGE OF THE VOID
I SEIZE BLACK IN DARKNESS
TROTTING HORSE LAMP FLASHING BY
WE STAY IN SILENCE HAND IN HAND
WAGGLING COLOR
STATIC NUMBER
THE MOON VANISHED
AFTER THE NOISE THAT MADE BY MACHINE
HUNTERS HUNT
KILLERS KILL
DON'T SAY YOU ARE THE VICTIM
AT THE END OF THE END, THIS IS THE END
AT THE END OF THE END, THIS IS THE END
AT THE END OF THE END, THIS IS THE END
AT THE END OF THE END, THIS IS THE END
A PRISON WILL ALWAYS BE A PRISON
POISON THE PRISONERS WITH POISON
AND YOU WILL ALWAYS BE YOU
USE YOUR FLAMING SWORD
FIGHTING AGAINST ALL
A PRISON WILL ALWAYS BE A PRISON
POISON THE PRISONERS WITH POISON
AND YOU WILL ALWAYS BE YOU
USE YOUR FLAMING SWORD
FIGHTING AGAINST ALL
AT THE END OF THE END, THIS IS THE END
AT THE END OF THE END, THIS IS THE END