Lyrics:

In the simple ideal
Good conscience cannot be blamed
But the truth is now real
And the cycles are still unnamed
In the interest of the new plan
To hone down the brute to staying
To trust the hollow in the man to plan
Despite the past just wipe off the stain
I won't change my posture
Just because you wanna hone shallow
So do please explain for the last time
Before we take it all back
Break the contact