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