2XXX [English translation]

Welcome to the cutting edge of technology

You have stolen the life, according to the living rules

Far away from here, in the tower of Babel, bodies and souls are holding a noisy cereblaton

Welcome to the cutting edge of technology

Go through a forest road of high buildings

Swimming sea with USB memory stick fish

Welcome to the golden age of entropy

What a beautiful broken society

She's a fuck buddy in virtual reality

On the top of the food chain, where the Andromeda has been swallowed

The clockwork universe is now waiting for the time when it starts rotating

From 30 seconds ago, the lives are about to be extinguished

The hautecouture disks are waiting for the time when it starts rotating

2XXX Nobody cares the truth of that great prophecy

falsifying the era and memories

2XXX The future will reflect someone's deep psyche

when philosophy books, medical books and psychology books are no more than a scrap of paper

I'll make you a bet before the sun burns out.

In the youg brain of karma, Are imagination and creation same?

After the credit wall, a splendid parade is held in the town

Everyone takes each other to their bed rooms

Rouges, tears and reasons are absent from their works

Their kisses are suitable for such a night

A diver is making a dive into the depths of the sea, holding a one-way ticket

In the cylinder with no remaining air, what is left there?

From 30 seconds ago, the lives are about to be extinguished

The hautecouture disk is waiting for the time when it starts rotating

2XXX Nobody cares the truth of that great prophecy

falsifying the era and memories

2XXX The future will reflect someone's deep psyche

when philosophy books, medical books and psychology books are no more than a scrap of paper

2XXX Lovers are examinee of affections and prppositions

Anyting unieque will soon become one lap behind

2XXX When desktop theories strut around boldly,

banknotes, visiting cards and loveletters all no more than a scrap of paper

Changes are exponential accelerating game. It's a war of attrition of construction and production

Sparkling eyes looked back

Transitions are exponential game of thought. A fuse sparks

We perfom, we perform a scrap of paper

Welcome to the cutting edge of technology

• Artist:Hello Sleepwalkers
• Album:Planless Perfection