In this sort of home, I lonely built a new life
Try forgetting my mistakes, now I'm living here
I don't care about my look, it doesn't matter now
Everything still remains are my damned faults
Is a choice of every night
To trash the future
When midnight
When I walk this way
I'll be sure to say
Am I forgetting will to live
For proceeding this eve
Searching for an hidden ground
For seeding my sorrows
Visualizing my desires
To finally getting free
Body in disease Nothing to leave
The blackened I see Mind infection
New order to obey
The things that I need Are out of me
Married to road Sleep everywhere
The endless travel of a man who can never die
Is a choice of every night
To trash the future
When midnight is a lie
To forget the hope
For a freedom without fault
But it's too late
Hate still devouring
I have never had a choice
Persecution their fun
Now I see that I am a slave
Used 'till death
