I look in the mirror and what I can see is one face with abandoment

I can't hide myself and I'm not free, living in mental abesement



Imprison



The rising sun awakes gleams of hope, but who does trust them anymore?

A life in disillusion shows the truth of this gloomy glamour



Imprison



Wherever I walk on earth- a neverending search

My present is my past- my future hopeless

Live the dying world! - injustice

The vicious circle turns- impetuous

From child, adolescent, adult, age of death

Systematic clearence- disheartening experience

No time, no place- for a righteous change



No god, no preach could save my will to live

Death was and will be

All my dreams, all my wishes like a small heap of ashes

Emotions, feelings they are gone- being formed and educated by.....



..... A prison called earth

Your end is your birth- a prison called earth

Self-realization's death- a prison called earth