I secretly put poison in breakfast To end this long Saturday A man-made satellite out of its orbit stares at us warily, its mouth loosening How much time has gone by since I passed through the tower's gate? One hour? One day? One year? A hundred years? These stairs were so long That I was entrapped by the feeling that I was going down as I was going up There are probably no big differences between the two
I forgot most things, they dissolved in the rain My memories will become nutrients for some soil somewhere By now, someone faraway is waiting for the rainy season The rainy season is far away The stairs end all of a sudden, the wind falls silent Silence wraps my surroundings, it seems like the time is ripe I threw open the door on the top floor And I said And I said
\"The time has come For me to tell to that myself I gave birth to Memento Mori\" The blue sky briefly looked a little strange I touched your neck and pulled you in
And thus, I became dictator of the tower And now, present sugar cubes to me When I looked at the view far below, your former shape wasn't there A future history made by a printing press There is no serum for the disease of boredom, because this revolution won't cause any bloodshed I was entrapped by the feeling that I was dead and alive at the same time There are probably no big differences between the two
As those footsteps got closer, like the minute hand of a clock I remembered that I knew that The footsteps disappeared, you threw the door open And said
And said \"The time has come For me to tell to that myself I gave birth to Memento Mori\" The blue sky briefly looked a little strange You touched my neck and pulled me in
The blue sky became a little strange You touched my neck and pulled me in The blue sky embraces the tower, as it falls asleep