Why do we always keep in mind
All things that made us feel forgotten
Oppressed, confused and simply blind
That leave our soules so taint and rotten
Its so damn easy when we act
When we intend to make decision
But when we face things as a fact
It always sudden death by seizure
Why does it matter who acts first?
Results are often stays the same
The victim always bites the dirt
The villain always skips the bane
We live in fear of live alone
It makes us slaves of our bodies
And only thing to make fear gone
To figure out what our mind is