Caronte – Apparat

I spin shoes, spin shoes
There with a stare [?] with my brain
The secret is too high, silence
Secret is to forget the violence

I gain to lose without belief
I search and see, search and see
It chooses minor incline
Never fine, never fine
I’m never fine, never fine
Never fine, never fine
Never fine, never fine

I slid in glue, slid in glue
I recall all the good I do do
The secret’s to hide in silence
The secret is my inner violence