He is the man who is silent,
he is the man who bends,
his truth is fear,
his faith, unshakable,
even paying the price,
even closing the eyes
to your life...To your fucking life!
Sell your soul
to yourself, making of
believe your cage, running
from your weakness,
uncapable to stand
yourself.
He is the chosen one,
a son of salvation,
the old laws dominate him,
his faith is endless,
even if he ends himself,
even if the right is done,
without being true...
Without being true!
Ruining your own life
to hide your mistakes,
the virtuos saint of today,
who hides the insane
that will never die.
He is the word of redemption,
he is the justice among men,
the poor puppet of panic,
who follows
dictate laws, distorted,
ruined by time,
he lives blind,
in his fear of God.
