Machine

Above the sky, insects tells you of life
Above the micro sky, a bold revolution of existence
The insects repeat their 100 year transformations
The macro sound of their wings stroke the prayers of hell, in heaven; who will be shown the way?

In the end, I'm held by her; give me the strength now, one more time
Ah, this pain is hard to cure, so that I can hold onto my purity
And the earth is held by her; it ends without any knowledge of it's small crimes
Ah, this pain is hard to cure; ah, this pain is hard to cure

Insect noise, insect noise, insect noise, insect noise

When insects intermingle with Pandora's reality
The seed of a perfect life is born, with thousands of compound eyes; who will be shown the way?

In her black body, is the moment of beatitude that I've been looking for
Ah, this happiness is intolerable; the sinful glimmering expands outward
And inside of her, the earth ends without any knowledge of it's small crimes
Ah, this happiness is intolerable; ah, this happiness is intolerable

Insect noise, insect noise, insect noise, insect noise
Insect noise, insect noise, insect noise, insect noise

Insect noise, insect noise, insect noise, insect noise
Insect noise, insect noise, insect noise, change invader world