Enigma

Psycho? s, freaks, beggars and thieves
The circus comes to town
Ugly sick and unclean; Pretending
That it is your own
Silently withering from disease
In arrogance
I watch you struggle on your knees
So, go back to the cardboard city
To the gutter and to your self-pity
Your destroyed life and malfunctioning mind
I won? t enrich a contaminated swine
I? m never going to pity
You, begging in the streets
Living life in dream mirage disorder
To fulfil your needs
Desperately holding on to a vanity
A distorted sanity
«Hope has always been a drug for the lost
But the shattered remmants of life kill
your enigmatic search
As you wake up, the harsh truth contaminates
you and destroys your vision of a better world»
So, go back to the cardboard city
To the gutter and to your self-pity
Your destroyed life and malfunctioning mind
I won? t enrich a contaminated swine
I am still to solve the riddle
That shows itself all around
Disclosure of the fragile human nature
Failure? s to be found
Stern and proud you bear your cross
Condemned to forever feeling loss
So, go back to the cardboard city
To the gutter and to your self-pity
Your destroyed life and malfunctioning mind
I won? t enrich a contaminated swine