I can't look behind because I'm living in the past

Tears without emotion are filling up the unbridled hours



We cannot be

What you expect from us

We cannot see through the glasses of despair

Evade the leaden legacy



Those who separate and join the opposite

do not see that that will get them nowhere

Can't you understand it is a similar manipulation

Wake up and see the light



Doomed to wander in repressed emotions

This imaginary refuge restrains me from awakening



Fear of penance

Doomed to sycophancy



Doomed to sycophancy...