Shutter – where have you gone when the storm has come? Run away as always, your pride asleep won’t hurt I’ve seen a thousand faces, all void as yours I’ve seen a thousand lives, all gone as yours
Now – the curtain falls Upon the deeds of yours And leaves the bitter taste of absence
Shutter – where have you gone when your turn has come? An empty seat remains, the stench of coward fills the air Another teenage angst, another waste of life The prototype of failure, a human piece of junk
Now – the curtain falls Upon the deeds of yours And leaves the bitter taste of nothingness
Shutter – close your eyelids to the world So you cannot see what you became A prisoner of life
