I despise your meanings of life
I'll say what to me is right
I prove nothing is good enough
To kill yourself or fight!
Why do I ask the "why"?
My strangest desire
Is to turn myself into a
Natural fucking number
You but you
Twenty nine times
You tried to destroy me
But I always go ahead
Following the way
To Paradise!
Sorrow?
No way!
Twentynine!
I'm the sixth prime
Of Sophie Germain
The astronomic leap
Of each intercalary year
I'm the copper number
In history of humankind
A feverish February behind
This walking dead lyric
You beating you
Twenty nine times
A ran over you
And turned the game
Following the way
To Paradise!
Sorrow?
No way!
Twentynine!
A long time I search for the meanings
For everything that makes me blind
A long time I search for the meanings
For everything that makes me blind
A long time I search for the meanings
For what makes me feel so divine
A long time I search for the meanings
For all the things that makes me so wise!
Following the way (to) Twentynine
Following the way
To Paradise!
Sorrow?
No way!
Twentynine!