Infinity Girl

New realities are conditions

Much to little for us to suffer

Because we don't know any better

There are a hundred ways to fall in step

New realities are conditions

Much to little for us to suffer

Because we don't know any better

There are a hundred ways to fall in step

Because for the past two hundred years

The wine drunk and the freedom proclaimed

O are dubious and laughable

Waiting to yield a new use of life

Scatter,

Scatter brained by

The sins,

Sins of silence

Scatter,

Scatter brained by

The sins,

Sins of silence

Scatter,

Scatter brained by

The sins,

Sins of silence

Scatter,

Scatter brained by

The sins,

Sins of silence

Scatter,

Scatter brained by

The sins,

Sins of silence

A knife

To cut the root

The root

Of ignorance

A knife

To cut the root

The root

Of ignorance

Scatter,

Scatter brained by

The sins,

Sins of silence

Scatter,

Scatter brained by

The sins,

Sins of silence

New realities are conditions

Much to little for us to suffer

Because we don't know any better

There are a hundred ways to fall in step

Because for the past two hundred years

The wine drunk and the freedom proclaimed

O are dubious and laughable

Waiting to yield a new use of life