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