Lyrics:

Here's our sculpture close perfection

this is salutation to the prevailing pioneers

The time has come to purge the scene

From all the nonsense that ugly mouths are spitting out.



We are ready for a big reversal.

This is for real this is not rehearsal

I want to reside here

I think I want to die here.



To see you scamper brings me joy

To feed you with my thoughts brings me pleasure

It's hard to keep it up every season

But the support from you is pushing us hard



We are ready for a big reversal.

This is for real this is not rehearsal

I want to reside here

I think I want to die here.



I hope we never fall into disuse

I hope the scene won't resolve.

Every bit of my heart is in use.

Dedicated to you.