| 作词 : Brun | |
| A flat planet in the centre of the universe. | |
| Who punctured us? | |
| Who thrust the needle into our flesh? | |
| Geocentrism came crawling back - licking the needle marks - "Copernicus was never right", and our world turned as introvert as our minds. | |
| Kepler, Copernicus & | |
| Galilei suffocating in the vacuum of the microcosms. | |
| The inside can wait as long as we're preoccupied with shining the facade. | |
| We brought this upon ourselves - the connection breach. | |
| We cut the rope, we shut the power down. | |
| The line does not reach out any more. | |
| Diagonal traded for horizontal - there is no up and down. | |
| Gathered, trapped, closed into a linear thought. | |
| Kepler, Copernicus & | |
| Galilei suffocating in the vacuum of the microcosms. | |
| The inside can wait as long as we're preoccupied with shining the facade. | |
| Somehow we lost the ancient connection. | |
| All perspective eaten by newborn abilities. | |
| Entangled no more? - | |
| Simplicity the order of absent relations. | |
| Complexity a distant relative or a strange rumour. | |
| Reflective surfaces mirroring skin, cores diminish slowly and silently. | |
| Nourishment torn away, light dimmed to the unrecognizable. | |
| Show us your universe and we'll give you our world - we do not recognize it anyway! |
| zuo ci : Brun | |
| A flat planet in the centre of the universe. | |
| Who punctured us? | |
| Who thrust the needle into our flesh? | |
| Geocentrism came crawling back licking the needle marks " Copernicus was never right", and our world turned as introvert as our minds. | |
| Kepler, Copernicus | |
| Galilei suffocating in the vacuum of the microcosms. | |
| The inside can wait as long as we' re preoccupied with shining the facade. | |
| We brought this upon ourselves the connection breach. | |
| We cut the rope, we shut the power down. | |
| The line does not reach out any more. | |
| Diagonal traded for horizontal there is no up and down. | |
| Gathered, trapped, closed into a linear thought. | |
| Kepler, Copernicus | |
| Galilei suffocating in the vacuum of the microcosms. | |
| The inside can wait as long as we' re preoccupied with shining the facade. | |
| Somehow we lost the ancient connection. | |
| All perspective eaten by newborn abilities. | |
| Entangled no more? | |
| Simplicity the order of absent relations. | |
| Complexity a distant relative or a strange rumour. | |
| Reflective surfaces mirroring skin, cores diminish slowly and silently. | |
| Nourishment torn away, light dimmed to the unrecognizable. | |
| Show us your universe and we' ll give you our world we do not recognize it anyway! |
| zuò cí : Brun | |
| A flat planet in the centre of the universe. | |
| Who punctured us? | |
| Who thrust the needle into our flesh? | |
| Geocentrism came crawling back licking the needle marks " Copernicus was never right", and our world turned as introvert as our minds. | |
| Kepler, Copernicus | |
| Galilei suffocating in the vacuum of the microcosms. | |
| The inside can wait as long as we' re preoccupied with shining the facade. | |
| We brought this upon ourselves the connection breach. | |
| We cut the rope, we shut the power down. | |
| The line does not reach out any more. | |
| Diagonal traded for horizontal there is no up and down. | |
| Gathered, trapped, closed into a linear thought. | |
| Kepler, Copernicus | |
| Galilei suffocating in the vacuum of the microcosms. | |
| The inside can wait as long as we' re preoccupied with shining the facade. | |
| Somehow we lost the ancient connection. | |
| All perspective eaten by newborn abilities. | |
| Entangled no more? | |
| Simplicity the order of absent relations. | |
| Complexity a distant relative or a strange rumour. | |
| Reflective surfaces mirroring skin, cores diminish slowly and silently. | |
| Nourishment torn away, light dimmed to the unrecognizable. | |
| Show us your universe and we' ll give you our world we do not recognize it anyway! |