Annihilated and help up by compassion Looking for openings I'll go no more where there's mistakes Looking for unreachable Resisting before cooking Once cooked,it's too late All strength gone
Resistance then meaning no more
Everything is beyond the limit To be stood for the limit The limit passed,and it's finished No one there now to think and to talk
Now I eat and relieve as if to push back the limit Feel better now for a while A little salt for a better feeling
Once filled,no more to say, The pleasure of submitting to the body And renouncing to spirit
The spirit cannot feed the body all the time, At least we believe it The spirit is bruised,sleep will in the end Accompany the rest, No regret, No control
It all makes such a beautiful object It all makes such a beautiful object It all makes such a beautiful object It all makes such a beautiful object.