I can see myself hoping for the escape
To turn from the old ways and embrace the white future
it seems like easy to say but if I trust myself
I will surely be face the total wreck

I dont want to be on that stage
Where ruin will be my dress, and my food
Instead, I need to strive to get the fruit and eat it
I need to toil, while my sweat were falling at my shadow

Just for tonight, cleanse this darkness
Make it more productive
Even when he has a second thoughts
Force it until it becomes like cotton soft.

Put a new lungs inside of me
I wanted to breathe the modern day ozone
Just to refresh myself from my thoughts
Orchestrate me, orchestrate my world