This body cannot move With a mind that's paralyzed and haunted by the hive A sever movement Caused another turn towards the institution of regret It's not an illusion It's just the way it seems to be It's obvious That we're remaking the red sun It's overwhelming and it's different The circle is different Beneath the deck is an aisle A resurrection for thieves Keeping eyes on the horizon How endearing can it be Riddles are all we can speak with Trifling words I can stitch It's obvious That we're remaking the red sun It's overwhelming and it's different The circle is different We bury ourselves in the momentary Remaking the red sun It's overwhelming and it's different The circle is different It's obvious That we're remaking the red sun Overwhelming and different Circle is different Bury yourselves in Bury yourselves in Bury