Vortex - the gazettE

Malice that keeps deepening wounds so they can't be erased for the second time
Hollow out the head with too many tones to make noise for bugs flying past each other*

Disposable love and knowingly sold trickery

"(To put it) simple and clearly it's a clumsy tomorrow"
It's ending in a point of understanding.

Vortex of beats turning into distortion
Dancing in nausea

Right before my eyes
The world that decayed
Right before my eyes
You murder somebody

Too tragic to stay with you

Inside of a loop turning round and round
Keep disappearing into a mechanical sky

[COUNTLESS BUG]

Tracing greed with a rough tongue
If I showed the dream for a stolid dummy
pain would turn into self-satisfaction

I don't wanna become the fuckin' garbage like you
Vortex of industry

Shut the fuck up
Jack off

The only thing you really know about me is...
You can't take my soul away from me
The only thing you really know about me is...
I can't answer your silly wish

Keep falling into a dark, dark, darkness

[COUNTLESS BUG]

Even a voice without dirt stains in mud
Now throw yourself into those lies

[COUNTLESS BUG]

If you become scrap your value will disappear**
The tears of an act won't reach that chest