A piece of my soul wanted to be an angel but
I don't regret I am today a demon
Justice here just has not ever exist
Only our misery remains, do you realize?
We're the only slaves existence has
A part of time recycled in a fearless world
I've turned in the man of wretched dreams
Who aspires not to be always the same
Decadences invades us within
Fills the blanks where thoughts never reaches
Degenerates penetrate with no ease right thoughts our f*cking eyes
These mistakes have become this inevitable
Heads control is in the grasp of voice of war
They are soldiers carrying on a rotten soul
I am lost, and my trust in all has gone
What we see has come out of our actions
I perceive the world complains