Meaningless

Closed in the room with hints of light
Room full of darkness, suited for my life
Hidden in the dark, hidden from it all
Suffering for what’s been never done
Many years without words, in this six foots world
Hearing the only roar of the dead man’s voice
Hidden from it all
Living in the mud, with no presence of human right
All my life’s burried, I can not see any light
I’m just a man who lost his Heishth.
I am a man who lost his dreaming
Living in the mud, with no presence of human right
All my life is burried, I can not see any light
I am a man who is just too up tight
I am just breathing not living
Why violence?! Why am I in this room?
Why violence? Because I am sentenced to doom.
When I’ve never shot
Why violence burried me, when I’m not a part of you
You’ve casted a vicious spell,
And now I am fighting the social cartel.
Instead of hitting hard on the pedal,
You stoned your path on the pedestal.
I am the one, Who made withing this life
Enough of stupid fright in eternal night.
I am the one, Who made withing this life
Enough of stupid fright in eternal night.