Into the maelstrom of voices

Scratched by the thousand calls

Of the unseen tormentor

Quartered by the purpose of all these lives

Slipping on me like sandpaper

I must prevail

Against the crowd to preserve my sanity

Drowned in this maze

Blinded by the gaze of the fools raised before me

Each time I found a way toward my peace

Toward my inner tranquility

Relentless waves crash around me

Tansient pictures

Shards of parasites minds inside my head

An endless fight

Against this breed

Slaves to the dogmas

Trapped in their half living

Roads fade away

Into shade and blur

I must focus

And follow the silent path

Through the legion of ghosts

My will turns to steel

My eyes at the horizon

Hide the smouldering rage

Grey hall and empty space

Prison for this laborious race

Constrained by the thousand calls

Of their madness creators

Consumerism tyranny

Obliteration of self identity

Children blinded behind their screen

Within me rises their

Voiceless heartbreaking scream

In silence

I follow my path

A mixture of fear

Hatred and grief obscures my soul

All these wasted lives

Of this wasted race

My breed

Where is your dignity ?

Maybe the times has comes ?

Or is it already done ?

To rush towards the darkness

Abandon your beliefs

Spit at the faces of gods

At the edge of our time

Facing a hideous titan

Created by our societies

Pernicious inertia

Some apes slowly awake

Burn the tree in silence

Avert their eyes

And join the silent path