Sinking in this poisonous curve

The oxygen continuously chafing an impure burrow

Cursed and trapped by my own flesh

My shoulders reverse this eclipsed phobia

I urge the world to end its emotionless attitude

As an inoperative mechanism

Like an inert wave fading fading beneath our skin

Like a haunted game

We’ve been captured in this nauseous cage

I feel like a piece of an imperfect puzzle

Drifting through the ocean of helplessness

These endless dreams pulse in my chest

Hypnotized and walking onward

Forced to look at your outlawed deception

Hypnotized and walking onward

I’ve been forced to witness this madness

Captured by my own fears

These walls are so thin like a tiny piece of paper

Cursed and trapped by my own flesh

These walls are so thin like a tiny piece of paper

I cannot burn I cannot weaken

Lacerating my lifeless fingers

I cannot burn I cannot weaken

Lacerating my lifeless fingers in a ferocious dance

Trying to escape

This is too late

This is too late

I’ve been buried in my doubts

Victim of my own inanimate passion

Regretful of this life I meant to live

I’ve been buried in my doubts

Victim of my own inanimate passion

Life doesn’t suits me well

I urge the world to end its emotionless attitude

As an inoperative mechanism

Like an inert wave fading beneath our skin

Like a haunted game

This is too late