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