Das menschliche Gefhl, das im Grunde genommen
oberflchlich und dem aufsteigenden Staub hnlich ist,
duldet keine Anhnglichkeit; wenn es sich an etwas fesselt,
dann fngt es sehr schnell an, seine Fesseln rasend zu
ziehen und sich die Wand und die Ketten in Stcke zu reien.
[F.Kafka]
Im just another insignificant human being
In this empty world of hate and injustice
World where the truth and the freedom are unseen
Where people dont really know what trust is
I am what I am
Another rotting wound
Ulcer
In this sick society
Lies, Pain, Sufferings, Gain
I Bleed, Suffocate; They Crush, Eradicate
[Solo: Artyom]
Nothing is left for me
Just to confound
The web of lies
Which suppresses individuals.
I am what I am
Another carnal disease
Cancer
Of this sick society.
Why do I have to kneel
To whom I may appeal
Lifes so poignant and pale
Blemish existence they try to veil.
[Solo: Artyom]
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
