Broken down on oblivion ground
Empty sight, lost and pointless
Encrusted in a deformed truth
Words coming out weak and voiceless
Without a choice they will implant
A lethal dose of pessimism
Awakening an iron will
Our inner core is burning from within!
Cutting the threads
Cutting incertitude
I'm settled beyond imagination boundaries
You were told there's no beyond
Confining you into silence
Obfuscating your reason
Exhausting all of your strength
Never bend, don't give in
To be a mold of their creation
Entangled in confusing threads
You could become another puppet!