The Ai

Strip aside the Ai so heavy
There is no refrain till Whitsun
All conceive the lie, so many
Actor in a play you've written

Aweight at sea the Ai remains on
Be gone the past, a weight, I lift it off
With the force of life

Gripped inside the Ai, sore many
After all are slain, be, lead your life
Apathy, the lie you carry
Cast it on the flame, truth, rebirth

Aweight at sea the Ai remains on
Be gone the past I wasted, years on end

Break down to save your life
Become in transmigration and return