Same as always, we stroke the nail too deep

It's hard to see the coffin's closed again

No connection, between the scattered parts

of life and death. Do not regret, you knew

And so it goes, go round again

The vision still remains

If the flesh is weak the mind is all

Let us not understand

Into illusion

Into illusion, we go

Into illusion

Into illusion, we fall

So plain and simple, desatured thought

As above, so below, i know

Immune to reason when consequense kills all

one thousand times the hand hits the wall

And so it goes, go round again

The vision still remains

If the flesh is weak the mind is all

Let us not understand

Into illusion

Into illusion, we go

Into illusion

Into illusion, we fall