The reason is full of contradictons
We pile up refusal
The tracks, are going to be rubbed off
My word might hurt your feelings
We realize that we can't notice anyting.
And we will be consumed by justice
Isolated determination
Isolated awareness
Isolated emotion
Isolated will
Gentleness destructed in the palm of my hand
Wrong time is the only thing that passes over my head
chosen by the ark is not us, but someone else
The hands of god are now deep in filth
You seemed to be sad
The words can't reach
rarity of symbolized existance
No questions, no choices, but just lie here