- cifra
Destroy the eyes of the world
Wish for invisibility
God damn your eyes I say from the gallows
Stripping you down
Ashamed for feeling
Ashamed for thinking
No right to my own real
Foundation, death in life
Murder in the matrix
The hole in your soul marks the ruins
The lost city
The lost child
Anonymous persecutions
Attracting autonomy from the flank
Bridges burned
Internal shame spirals you down
Do not be ashamed of freedom
