Sin goes along the curve distortion of hand There is no sense of the fuckin fingertip Leaving only a dull sense Dual Personality is eliminated from the tip of the cold finger I remember only that did pull the trigger against gravity It was the beginning of all things You hands is evidence Red will continue to erode in the desert I Gerbera lying and pulsing Shadow of a girl and two contrasting You had been defended by the ten commandments Finish it anymore You hands is evidence Salvation that was written on a piece of paper is not anywhere I wanna break the silence Forty-five will also take away my feel I wanna break the silence Forty-five will also take away her shadows I know the time is irrecoverable Only regret is colored deep in my heart The time, the answer, of emptiness, a desire I was messed up at the end of the sorrow and The light emitted from the fingertip was cut through the silence Forty-five will also take away her shadows I wanna break the silence Forty-five will also take my feel I wanna break the silence I've got to end the fake glory away