I don't know what’s going on... We're breaking our society and we just fight, we dig our grave, instead of showing unity. We will stay in decay, we will not follow the easy way

I don't give a fuck, so fuck your stuff, we’re showing you humility

How can we beat the disinterest? The Crowd is made of old glories. There's no commitment, you're telling the same old stories

WE ARE STILL FALLING

WE HAVE THE WILL

THIS TIME WE WILL

SET IT ON FIRE

WE'RE THE BACKGROUND WARRIORS STRUGGLING FROM HELL (AND WILL NOT QUIT) IN A SHOWROOM OF EGOS BLINDED BY FAME. WHILE THEY'RE JUMPING OVERBOARD, NO-ONE'S HOLDING THE MAST. WE COULD SINK BUT THIS CHORD WON'T BE OUR LAST