Drunken light seeps through
the window panes and
I am new again.
Drunken light seeps through
the window panes and
I am new again.
So now we pass into two zero one three;
a land the girl before would not dare to see.
For the foundation of faith shifted, once again,
Due to the idle hands of men.
All ideas are inspired by
things of the past with
no way of making something
new ourselves.