Look at the mirror
You won't see anything
Walk on untouchables
Lands of mind
You won't hear anything
Despair
Frustration
Dillusions world
Those are tools of an inner self-crime
Self mutilated body
In physical terms
In psychological terms
This is what we do to ours
Unknown victims
This is what we become
Our own plague
Despair
Frustration
Dillusion world
Worthless anger
Neglect the people face
Is how we can deal, how we can handle
Of this misery situation
Denying the fear that run inside us
