You can't look in these eyes
Can't live out these lies
Walk the walk, talk the talk
It doesn't leave my head staining, my cells grey
This all the thanks that I get from you
Feed the fear, nothing's clear
You hear me!
You!
You hear me!
You!
There's no rest for consequences of guilt
Facing my own doubts about what is actually real
Told myself that I would live again
Lost all cause fought them all to the end
All my aspirations fell to the bottom of Hell
The womb of Mother Earth is bleeding losing a son
Can't deny, our decline
You hear me!
You!
You hear me!
You!
Feed the fear
Nothing's clear
Walk the walk
Talk the talk