Moth-eaten

I know I will with the qadesh, weeping wounds unhealed
Caused by humanity, dude personality
Tired of the same political speech
I want to regress
Only to drink water without chlorine
Only to make bed of leaves on the trees

The art of the past is better than
The present, inconsequential mind
The art of the past is better
Than the present, pretentious mind
Wings reflected in an endless row
Of mirrors planted an the sand
My mythology needs to be rebuilt
Create roots for my generations
Tired of being left or right

I want to regress
Or do I need come back for the apes
Tired to believe in an end for the misery
The art of the past is better
Than the present, inconsequential mind
The art of the past is better
Than the present, pretentious mind
The art of the past is better
Than the present, inconsequential mind
The art of the past is better
Than the present, pretentious mind

I want to regress
Only to drink water without chlorine
Only to make bed of leaves on the trees
The art of the past is better
Than the present, inconsequential mind
The art of the past is better
Than the present, pretentious mind