Sold men humanity dressed itself in pain Sheep manipulated by evil minds They accept the rules destroy them Surround by walls I feel death What can I do? My heart beats slowly blind me as a bliyyard How many days have passed? How many ideas have died?
My blood, my soul, gone crazy in the darkness My head spins making me dizzy my silence freezes
Bastard command I don't resist flight against time You decide your future You aren't a robot you don't have an owner