Makes No Sense

Is it some suppression like this
Or is it a bit more unusual like that?
It's corroding within the idea
If by slipping that night and bumping into the wall
Results in over excitement tonight
I haven't discovered that the foreign matter
Has spoiled the blood yet

Life is active and passive
How can you seek an equation?
Today's issue is novel and extraordinary
Colours that are surprising
Colours...as if there's motivation in this world
Colourless...disorder filling the whole world
Only then to know in this moment...

This law
That law
I want you to crave for it
You have your cravings
Not improving or changing until death
And in fact
There are laws
There are no laws
Already seen through you
I've already seen through you
Being deceived by a big stunt
I pretend to be the law to deceive you
(Play tricks on you)

Risking my life in some painful hits
Or indulge in distorting consciousness
Facing the fatal enemy in my life
Under reason there are many crevices
For the mistake I have a lot of denial
But at the end poison suddenly changes into delicacy