I emerged from filth to void
Cursed with tails of light untold
All I see is smog and slime
Ghosts and shadows, dust of time
Not conceived to think
Not conceived to feel
Not allowed to learn
No return and no salvation
Buried alive in a tomb of frustration
Vicious circle must be broken
Signs of death become my token
Not conceived to think
Not conceived to feel
Not allowed to learn
I was born to die